This is a song about "Bastards"

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

They slowly showin they colors

Nasty words, bastards, worse

B is for bitching bastards blasted back, true fact

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

Face it bastards, this rap is a verbal joystick that i use to dictate the masses

I'm into the lyrics, you bastards are into aesthetics

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

The phn’s for you bastards

Dressed in all black, 'cause you whack bastards killed rap.

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that