This is a song about "Blowing o s"

We don't believe you, you need more people

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

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

I'm blowing up like the big bang

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

I'm so unkind, blowing minds

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

I drop o after o of the loud,

She would throw a pout how i'm showing out

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.