This is a song about "2 pac"

That i am a white and write diss tracks like pac did.

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Pinch pitching for hitchcock up in heaven with pac

Don't let the juice spill pac!

Ain't even tryna hold back

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Cos my mac ten sprays like 'pac then (the old days)

50 cent jay em was good ask me 2 pac was the real hood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Sometimes a beef erupts like big and pac shakur,

I remember watchin' 2-pac and biggie spittin' givin' me an inspiration and a method//

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit