This is a song about "1940 s"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Hello everyone, the party's begun

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

S on my chest like a superman vest

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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