This is a song about "Traction"

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

You dont know the half of the fraction smooth no traction

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

My grip on the real world's losing traction.

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.

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

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

She was pinned on impact when i mishandled the traction

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