This is a song about "Buffalo s snow"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off

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

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

Look how the buzz will grow

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

People words are weak like some snow

Ballin til the buzzer blow

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

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

Leave em waitin like buffalo bill, but no basket