This is a song about "Rubik s cube"

It´s the battle of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

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

-w.a, cube, hey doc, ren yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

The new ice cube, motherfuckers hate to like you

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis