This is a song about "A 90 s party"

You doing the berney at a little kids party

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

The real muscle in the message of that

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

There's a party i gotta go too

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

Tell mummy i'm sorry, this life is a party

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

After a night of barcadi, booze, a party ruse with gentlemen pretends

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Seems like there s a killer on the scene