This is a song about "Not compton detroit"

But not now. not ever again.

Flyer than the rest of them

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

But not tie because i'm not corporate.

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Detroit boy gon' fly, gon' get popped and land in novi

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

As i light one for ill will

Not coincidental