This is a song about "I gotta keep it simple"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

But i gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned

Baby girl my stroke official

It was short and simple,

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Do i gotta spell it out?

I wish it was simple, but now it's like we're infused,

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

And i gotta keep it comfy up in my home town

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

And my head i got to keep it

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

You better keep my demo, are u simple, i leave your ass cripple.