This is a song about "My fri"

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Looking at your money

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

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

See my pain through my eyes,

Started off on thin ice

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste