This is a song about "Ip release"

Thoughts and feelings show, so slow with the release.

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Their buddy who has the best shit burned ip the fiction

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Release the song, cash the lot

I love the way you walk

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Nothing to do so ya just release a track,

Release rhymes, beast lines, welcome to the meat grind,

See there no place better than the state of my mind

As i release myself onto this page

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

Step in, release, rep 'em like a weapon on beats,

In private, not public in the streets

Get ready to release a debut cd

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free