This is a song about "Straight outta la"

Then it winks outta sight

It's alright, if it's right

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Yo outta time way outta line i'm better than fine i'm king

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

That’s my la-la lullaby.