This is a song about "Chasing lincoln s killer"

I'm just trying to focus

Purposely chasing us

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I slay em like a #serial #killer

Even if you not a stripper

We don't believe you, you need more people

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

She ain't know i was a killer

Regardless to all them, i appease her