nothings is southern bout Cali
you have to look both ways to cross
passageways, backstreets and alleys
coz you might get hit one day, struck by a bullet
victim of crime on your back on the ground
they’ll spend more time looking for a trigger
than the one who pulled it then you learn
you’ve been burned by friendly fire
greenlit hitter for hire, trial and error
holy terror, your enemy can do you in
but the closes one to you can reel you in
gut you like a fish don’t try to take a bite
of this common sense this is no tasty dish
you need a turkey to make a wish,
what can you do with a can of tuna fish
sept add mayo, pickle relish, make sandwiches
never drink tealeaves steeped by a witch
unless she’s a friendly kind of host
yet you must never eat a morsel from her table
no matter how tender the roast
it’s a waste of time fearing ghost
when you never know when you’re
in the presence of one from the West Coast
“BOO”