This is a song about "Cat s cradle"

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

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

Like a cat without claws,

I put these poems all in these songs

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

From the cradle to the grave

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

Is this because you you shagged ya cat

We never tattle, let god handle that