This is a song about "Living in a bad neighborhood"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I've been living in a grand repetition,

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

I thought i'd come back and blend in with the neighborhood,

Imagine living in a dream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

And that's in a poor neighborhood, truly nobody cares,

The struggle of living in context is a giving

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening