This is a song about "Property"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

And bring that back to my property wit ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

And bring that back to my property wit ya

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Enough to bring pain to citizens on public property

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

Ride slow around town, cruisin, buyin property

For a property in hollywood hills

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

On they twitter writing novels, see

'coz i'm damaged property