This is a song about "Per kristian"

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

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

Take some from the early bird and start chargin per compliment/

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

And if they resort to mix-tapes, my feats'll beat 'em per cassette

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Criminal intent, out of breath, reach limits per minute,

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

A role bought for 5 nickles per hour, a sicko eating out a quarter-pounder's girth

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers