This is a song about "Tyler compton"

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done