This is a song about "Movin to cali"

Over in cali or michigan/

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

With no money to spend, movin out, im moving away, but when i come back

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,