This is a song about "San francisco"

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,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Or more white cons than up in san quentin/

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

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

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

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

Can't wait to take this shit to san francisco

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow