This is a song about "40 s and chronic"

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Caus he vibes and he lies chronic

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

And where's the reparations, 40 acres in a agreement,

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Aroma all around me chronic

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Aroma all around me chronic