This is a song about "Plnts using the words respiration and photosynthisis"

Using the only bit of possessions from the looting

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

And your brain you better be using yours,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Reach for the sky, cat's using their agility,

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

I'm using your words,as a verbal attack,

And here's the fact that i'm fighting back using music to expose your ass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

My conclusion is that they pulling punches and using/

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And starts to think of the words for another apology