This is a song about "Straight out of comptum"

But i do quite well with all the bait

Late night, wind of change blows straight

Straight out the fucking tube

So i banged for a minute

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Tried to get out had me coming straight back like a boomerang,

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

That the richest of celebs can't even think straight

All your education goes straight out the door

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Ya just a fool pretending straight out tripping,

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

You're rhymes are as straight as a bowl fill of skittles