[Verse 1: Slytedge]

California love, yah I’m California dreaming
All these sinners keep on my scheming
I just don’t wanna believe em'
Momma look how far I’ve come
Rapping to release the demons
Momma look how far I’ve come no I'm not talking bout semen
You hear that guitar and the drum kicking harder than cement
Sorry for everything I’ve done I promise I didn’t mean it
Asking me to tell the truth,well I already told her
Say she like the old me well I'm only getting older
Started as a coward but I’m always getting bolder
Not warming up to the vultures no my shoulder's getting colder
They all just talking bout drugs, woman, and violence
How they can hear the sirens
Stay true red white blue like the NY giants
You're a gazelle whats a gazelle to a lion
Can't you tell by the smell, my flow's hotter than Cayenne
So many beats have been played and laid and paved the way for rappers getting paid
All of the fame in the game today has changed the way these young boys behave
Aye, money and fames just turnin yall' into slaves
You working all day for the wrong thang digging ya own grave
And that's just the start of it, being a part of it, you know that i've thought of it
But I’m just thankful to have my mind right
Always thinking bout what I left behind like hindsight
See you tryna catch up to my speed call that Heinz sight
I’m dancing with the devil like it's Mohaf***** prom night
And I’m proud to say Slumville drops today