This is a song about "Biggie and tupac"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Like you eminem or tupac and stop talking bout your hammers

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

But tupac got shot and cost my dad more than a dime

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Music that y'all condone

East with biggie and group home

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love