This is a song about "Moving around the corner"

Walk around the corner, get a flier from a crier/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I think veronica is in the corner shivering

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Tell them that your sorry, you're a cow, took a fuckin' shower

But i'm not really working the corner,

And there's little to be glad for

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Stuck in the state of limbo, moving forth to prevail,

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

I'm just around the corner.

Cause i can’t wait much longer