This is a song about "Trying to make my family proud"

The faker they shakin' my hand

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

And smoke all day to make them pro stoners so proud

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

But i'm proud to make a stand ...to say

When love comes callin', don’t look away

I'm just trying to make my dollars double//

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Or even near to my family