This is a song about "Alzheimer s"

Now you got me hopped up on that

The outline which you n****s out dated

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I turned into something they never became

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

We don't believe you, you need more people

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

S on my chest like a superman vest

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,