This is a song about "Going up"

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I walk my way to the top like im going up stairs

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Ha, i'd be scared to not going up against a bitch like you or a snitch like you

Going off on this track blowing up like floyd

Seen the how-to video now he on point

So were going to break it down and build it up for ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

A hard motherfucker going up against some soft cocksucker,

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

'case a nigga get haphazard and start thinkin bout robbin a light skin bastard

Up shit in the pot to get beef going around me, so i can bring people into the dirt

It's too turned going up like gas

Just put your hand on the glass