This is a song about "Radio 1"

In the club like fuck it, though

Hear me on the radio

It's a verbal heart attack, call 9 1 1 get dialing

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And that right there's the proof that i'd get the radio active

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

You can hear me later on song-cast radio

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,

Make your parents change the radio station

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