This is a song about "Whit guys"

This freaking wise guys fucked

But nah, he is quite different

And the whit i split's got people applauding,

Cut me off every time im talking

Incase they get jumped my 20 guys

You make a nigga sing songs nice

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

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Her last nigga cheated just like the other guys

Fuck the guys, y'all suck, surprise.

This is how she want to live

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys