This is a song about "Chan s"

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

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

That was my impression of jackie chan because he's a korean man

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

You're in a seminar

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'll fuck your shit up like i was the jackie chan/

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

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

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

S on my chest like a superman vest

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast