The Jacka Crazy Here lyrics

"This sound like some serious shit again, before the law try to tell me to state my name, I hit the gas sideways outta there, same time got the kush smoke in the air, I'm from California yes it is crazy here, I was blind before now the signs very clear, ju-quan Allah i just had an amazing year, I'm back on the grind tryna evade the man, shit is fucked up how they just slayed my dad, 15 in the pen, an he go out like that? I feel bad for my sister, cause we ain't had, much at all see my thoughts with uh pen an pad, you was soft, how can you compare wit jack?, disagree now I gotta bare my strap. Grab my strap, cause it's time to get paid again, the California nigga yes it is crazy here, don't show it tho, just know that the pain is there, an my flesh murda every time I'm tested. heard of them squares? How tf you neva heard of us? we real Playas so high we fall! in out of touch, with reality outside waitin on ya patna we, hit em with uh hunnid til this day it neva bothered me.."