This is a song about "1not singing this song in your choir or in your orchestra"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Your fucking weak, you'll never make a song or be featured.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

Most times when a liquor all gone

Picturein your smile while writin this song.

Its either your real or your fake - no in between

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

First day in your new life, or another day in hell tormented by your past.

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir/

And all that deep shit i was previously down for