This is a song about "1920 s music"

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

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

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

The outline which you n****s out dated

A thug niggas in tha house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Bad, just like an 80's car

Then i left the hood, like fuck it don't need the cargo

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from