This is a song about "Movin to cali"

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green

Movin like the president,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

Over in cali or michigan/

I told him get his 9 and run

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

Life is movin faster

Took the van, went snatch her

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Rap skills known to be good like the man with the real cali