This is a song about "Blacky s curves"

One night love: i'mma need that

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

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

It´s the battle of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Full of shit, like i ate that john