This is a song about "San diego chargers"

Or more white cons than up in san quentin/

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson,

Lyrical chargers attached to my back to combat a whack

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Let diego speak when he sits down to play

Cause san jose shark in the water and im hungery till the deal

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

They tripping cause i keep it locked down, san quintin!?