This is a song about "2pac s style"

Lakim shabazz, 2pac, n-w-a., cube, hey, doc, ren

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Finally finna find a child's style

When it comes to spitting that fire

Missiles through your rooftop like 2pac, that's the man,

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

It's real dog, i live in the fire

They just hated my style,

2pac, a poet addressing a worlda crime

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Lakim shabazz, 2pac, n-w-a., cube, hey, doc, ren

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

For living my life style

Run for cover and return fire