This is a song about "501"

Only writing awesome hits

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

Just another product of this matrix

Let's enjoy our younger years

Other niggas got the jitters

Wipe my ass with your lyric sheets

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

Scat porn with corny lines consistency of grits

I'm activated by the moves your making

In jaws is where my name staying