This is a song about "My girld"

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

I told him get his 9 and run

My words are my rhythm

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

My own unknown is my enemy,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Nothin sweet when i attend, see