This is a song about "25g s"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

No, not bombs over baghdad

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

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

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

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on