This is a song about "Biggie smalls and 2pac"

Just like the homie biggie said

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Open side malls and broken ride smalls

Aniki,he's rapping just like goddamn biggie

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

When 2pac got shot early on

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

Remember pac and biggie to them i say fuck the fame,

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Biggie smalls hungry for enchiladas and pork!

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Or, biggie smalls, the master of flow and the big poppa of east coast//

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Ya i'll believe that when biggie and tupac had a romance/