This is a song about "Holly the slag"

And these shape-shifting hoes

The more battles the better the flows

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

From the bench to the ball

Make sure to give them my all

Called me a slag but look who you talk to,

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Smokin on that holly jolly

I'm in the the real world

She wanted to fight at first

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

They say your name for attention