This is a song about "Jack thinking he is hard"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

He told me i'm the ruler of his world, but my beauty is hard to measure

Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him

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

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Thinking how this shit is hard,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

When people thinking they tight, thinking they rapping is life,

He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

The hard life is something hard to survive

White america said i'd be doing 25 to life