This is a song about "My gyal"

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

Inferior, but i'm nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Ill beat you and then give your gyal a kiss,,

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

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

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My own unknown is my enemy,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see