"So Now I'm Lampin' In My Man's Land, Streets Is Hot Like Sand, G's Is Rollin' In My Right Hand".

The eloquence of this song doesn't need to be dissected by me or anybody else.  I'ma just say, "medallions the size of dinner plates"! Yes, "exotic type shit" indeed my nigga ... lol. I can smell that A-work right now homie. Real recognize real.