This is a song about "Abraham lincoln s death"

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Out came some shit looking like a lincoln log eight feet long,

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

S on my chest like a superman vest

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I abraham lincolned the beat

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

I'm hoping i confess

What you getting is death

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,