[Produced by Tae Beast] [Hook: Ash Riser] Fancy girls on Long Beach Boulevard Flagging down all of these flashy cars [Verse 1] And Lord knows she's beautiful Lord knows the usuals, leaving her body sore She take the little change she make to fix her nail cuticles Lipstick is suitable to make you fiend for more She play Mr. Shakur, that's her favorite rapper Bumping "Brenda's Got a Baby" while a pervert yelling at her And she capture features of a woman, but only 17 The 7 cars start honking, she start running like Flo-Jo Don't care if they Joe Blow If they got money to blow a blow job is a sure go And sure enough don't see a dime of dirty dollars She give all to her daddy but she don't know her father, that's ironic See a block away from Lueders Park, I seen the El Camino parked In her heart she hate it there, but in her mind she made it where Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat Rosa Parks never a factor when she making ends meet [Hook] [Verse 2] And Lord knows she's beautiful Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore Her anatomy is God's temple And it's quite simple, her castle is 'bout to be destroyed She's always paranoid, watching the law inside the streets Undercovers the dummies that look like decoys Remember the sergeant let her slide, said if he seen What's between her thighs he'd compromise, to no surprise She took the ultimatum 'round the alleyway and gave him A warm welcome that filled him right below the navel Though he was wired up like a pair of jumping cables His eyes was closed shut, prior charges, he had waived 'em It was a block away from Lueders Park, I seen a squad car parked And in her heart, she hate it there but in her mind, she made it where Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat Cause Rosa Parks never a factor when she topping off police [Hook] [Verse 3] And Lord knows she's beautiful Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore As she bust down like a 12 bunk on tour She suddenly realized, she'll never escape the allure Of a black man, white man, needing satisfaction At first, it became a practice, but now she's numb to it Sometimes she wonder if she can do it like nuns do it But she never heard of Catholic religion or sinners' redemption That sounds foolish, and you can blame it on her mother For letting her boyfriend slide candy under her cover Ten months before she was ten he moved in and that's when he touched her This mothaf**a is the f**ing reason why Keisha rushing through that Block away from Lueders Park, I seen the El Camino park And in her heart she hate it there but in her mind, she made it where Nothing really matters, still she hit the back seat And caught a knife inside the bladder, left for dead, raped in the street Keisha's song [Bridge] My little sister eleven, I looked her right in the face The day that I wrote this song, set her down and pressed play [Hook]