This is a song about "Kyle is the man"

And all women who had light features, see

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

Am i the best? man there is no need askin.

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

Thakingpin is the man that turns the mic to a graveyard

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

This is for my homies in the pen, man i rhyme tight,

Your etiquette, man where is it? or were you just doin' it for the hell of it?

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

The illest i wrote man

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Who's this with the plan truth is i'm the man,

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,