This is a song about "Kent wa"

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

Heh, now don't go all kill bill

I'm gon remember her, but still

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

You see now that nigga lonely

Sayin' they'll have to charge me a low balance fee