This is a song about "The c word"

You pull up in parking lots

Go to s c take on the game cocks

But without the word i wont take flight

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

C and i flow the hardest

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I be going metal, with the word play

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

And i already know you like the hippo c beachem

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Wack telling me that i can’t say the word