This is a song about "Signal digital master gunner"

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Signal distress, stuck in the nickel pretense

You know...you know who you are

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Unsubstantially, these rappers take my signal,

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Every rhyme that i rap is a signal of an expert

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'm in a supersonic fighter plane as a gunner/

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Fight the master and leave,

I'm sharper than shark teeth