This is a song about "All an act"

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

An i for an i is what we all live by 

You think this all some kind of act

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Not be so strange, act more affective, youll all make the revision,

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

School was a bummer; all the teachers act with high notoriety

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Dont act like you dont hate this too. after all it was your fault boo.

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Kids lack talent all they have is just a bitch act

Working day or night

I ride an all white bike