This is a song about "1800 s"

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

To make karma come faster than she normally will

It´s the battle of life

And when i start to rise

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

But im glad it didnt doe

No, just put us on death row

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got ma head in da books

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne