This is a song about "Tyler compton"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

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

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Why so serious, tyler

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

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

She will never get by, no how no way

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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