This is a song about "Mendocino county"

Marauder fast with pain nah bundles down to parish,

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Here comes your part girl

Wearin' twelve sweatshirts, like earl,

Changing back ready to parish, shreaded on the track i could care if,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Jay electronica and earl sweatshirt still have got it,

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Cause mama's just a little girl

And he, what's his name, earl

What happens when i rap to my constituency

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I can taste the salt from my tears

Like she's a part of the commonwealth!