This is a song about "Lex"

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

I'm gettin' vexed to shoot ya, so fly, bring it, lex luger,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Police searchin up my lex over who's petrol

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Whoo ride with the burner in the blackened lex/

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Im badder than lex luthors madness

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Elegant performance, bubble lex full insurance

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets