This is a song about "Austin s mom"

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

She is far bizarre

Bad, just like an 80's car

But did you think about your mom,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

I've become immune to you no name haters

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

S on my chest like a superman vest

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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