This is a song about "Biggie smalls and yg shooting shit down"

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

East with biggie and group home

So beat me to the bone

So if it comes down, may the best man win

And this shit is passed down to our next of kin,

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

And i've been jotting shit down before i started this movement

Take her back to where i live

Shooting down moms and wives

Yg ain't an mc, drake started from the bottom, and now he's here.

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

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

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