This is a song about "Boy s"

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

If only i could go back into the 80’s

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

It´s the battle of life

I need a backyard full court size

We don't believe you, you need more people

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

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed