This is a song about "2pac ft"

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

"hit 'em up" like 2pac, 420 in "faggot you're finished",

But like 2pac said, keep ya head up/

On they car note to go to the club

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Bitches say i'm too hot, livin' the life of biggie and 2pac

Unfortunately the little nigga's like 4 ft 3, the guys a fuckin' midget

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

It's either 6 ft deep or penitentiary,

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Brought the game back to life on a 2pac track/