This is a song about "Traction"

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.

Can't tell me nothin bout this tech, this traction

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

You dont know the half of the fraction smooth no traction

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

She was pinned on impact when i mishandled the traction

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

But when the lead hits the pad i start to gain traction

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

I'm walking on the ice, man need a traction, think twice