This is a song about "Not cuul to juul in schuul"

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

You do not want to get in a collision

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

About bullshit and the truth not sure which one to believe in

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

I'm still in pain/it's not easy to explain/i spit lyrics to entertain,things ain't the same

I can only imagine, uncle bob

In my head theres no place to escape what is not

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Right now im still in the dark, not for long i hope to catch that spark.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

You may want to rethink your composition not in the position