This is a song about "H4nc 89"

Nothing compares to the beat generation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Dames in the poodle skirts try to impress me

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Rocking that twist like elvis presley

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm so fresh bruce had to let me have a guest spot

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

House full of babes look like marilyn monroe

Moment of silence the music just died today

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Make your parents change the radio station

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation