This is a song about "2pac hollywood bitch cash broke new york king high fuck broads"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Bow for ya new king derailled psycho

But now the dough like kaiser bro

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Randyrhino you claim to be king sitting high and mighty

I can't fuck a bitch this high

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Dumb fuck i drink the same fuckin #juice as 2pac