This is a song about "Movin to cali"

Movin like the president,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Everybody put three fingers in the air

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

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Movin from single to double

I murder emcees from cali to atlanta,

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green