This is a song about "Rapid"

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

So i'm spittin' rapid fire for there own benefit

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Well i nab at a rapid rap, out of habit i stab it

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

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

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

Rapid fire, i'm unloading these ballistics

I had to be rapid and i had to fasten to be safe and i found the right girl like magic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic