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

Im sorry did i stutter bring me my cash back, i'll commit suicide still write my own shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

My family consequently put me down.

Fire on my mind like im green

Man this life is but a dream

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

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

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

You can see that my city found me then put me on stages

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

And put the pieces back together my way

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

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