This is a song about "Mesa"

As i pack my bags and head to mesa / where we getting our cake up/

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Raised in the streets , so i tell them mesa made me.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

To the dealers , tweakers and weirdos on date/ mesa , i cant hate/ downin our