This is a song about "Buddy buffalo s resturant"

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

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

But for real, i'm in the the ocean, antipodal from buffalo

You were my best buddy

Fuck that now trying get the money

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And bijies like im out and