This is a song about "Show it"

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

But it proves to show i can't be the dude that knows

You don't mean that, you faggot

Show a level of love for it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

This ain't a game show playa, this ain't minute to win it,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Oh what a way,a way that i need to show it

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

Hit the instrumental quick, just to show you i excel it

I think it time for me to show...

You know i be teasing, though

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

All i have to show for it is failure and tears,

Love it when ya show me love

See i'm breathing for a purpose