This is a song about "Uganda my coumtry"

My streaks my testament.

Attention is a must

You make a nigga sing songs nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

My own unknown is my enemy,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

But five years from now i bet she see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

My cash effected, my brain insane,

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

This is my original, my validation

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