This is a song about "You in another crack house"

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

You're in another crack house drinking,

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

I'll be chillin in the rap house with you out lookin in.

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Imma take a crack at it and speak another sin/

But in reality you in da crazy house actin worse

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

And i'm still hurtin over pops

You just another tool in the tool box

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Than other people do in their entire house

Soon as i get home

In my house i'm all alone

You hit the wall like its another crack in someones ass.

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass