This is a song about "Put my squad on my back like im wearing me"

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

The fence they was on about my rap skills

I went to grab my gun, that's when her ass put it on me

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

And watch me as i stomp on this game wearing my cleats

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

And put the pieces back together my way

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

My levi's put got her ass up on it, and she's twerking' like the miley on it.