This is a song about "Tin"

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

A sound of tin breaking my reflections, start inspection

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Play fable, fightin' like a tin, contempt when they all say "come get me"

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Never gave a fuck just like a man made out of tin

Can you picture my specific plan

Yea that medicine and that tin can?

Your not to blame i always win i will eat you up and spit you into a tin can

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

I get special attention

My heart is like bent tin