This is a song about "Wonder why"

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Yáll wonder why i write so many rhymes, every verse is long,

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Want the title but im always fighting under card

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

And wonder why things are so difficult

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

"this kid is troubled", wonder why? i'm beaten up and harassed,

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

When that thing gon fly

What a surprise, wonder why?