This is a song about "You can t guard me basketball"

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

You can hear me now or

You see him as a god

Can you beat me or not

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Will still catch you niggas off guard like victims of surprise birthdays

Nothing you can say can scare me

So gon' and be my dealer baby

You lowered ur guard in-spite of offense

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Wanna fuck em all

You don;t thin anymore