This is a song about "Property"

And bring that back to my property wit ya

Our children must be taught, of africa

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Ride slow around town, cruisin, buyin property

Thieves and larceny, they rob your beads and bodily property, your apartment keys

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I turn a mistake into a property

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Enough to bring pain to citizens on public property

If you aint talking money bitch don't step up to my property

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

For a property in hollywood hills

And bring that back to my property wit ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa