This is a song about "Quality"

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

My level of quality is solid yours is wobbling/

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

I rap mystical mockeries with ill ass lyrical quality

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

Quality portrayed volubly seemingly endless sporadic/

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Hear the word pain in your minds quality will stretch it

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Will grow a few stalks, quality mushrooms on your lawn...