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

To liberate yourself, africa

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

You're a bitch, and you broke my heart.

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

Let my angel sing