This is a song about "Shotgun robbery"

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Trying to get at me cuz they miss me, being their bitch in their shotgun seat

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

So he runs through his building, leaves the shotgun behind,

Sharing squandering wasn't a tear in the robbery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Shotgun in a satchel in the back of the tires

I make 100 millions without a robbery

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

Gangstas as real me are uncommon, around here carrying my 12 gauge shotgun,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one