This is a song about "Trying to leave his community to better the lives of his family"

And his father from the shame, had to relinquish his throne..

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

Subconcious trying to make a better man of me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I don't give two shits and when i do make it you won't even get my two cents

Of his might and will to forget the end, a beginning brand new to enjoy with some friends

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

If the rap community can learn to coexist

I decided my pride is just why i resist

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

He try his best to love me, but he promise he'll do better

His homie went to his house and opened the door

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score