This is a song about "La comunidad"

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Rape a bitch, rampart, im dorner outside the la court yard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Our history that they stole, africa

Ah.. la la la la la la la! la and la la..

My all gold rolly or the

Livin la vita da loca

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

Let's kick it on my la-z-boy and throw a fucking crazy show