This is a song about "2 pac"

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

On some rakim, tribe, big, kane, pun, em, and pac shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Pinch pitching for hitchcock up in heaven with pac

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

I’m way harder than the concrete

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

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

It's like watching pac in his prime/

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine