This is a song about "Child s play"

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

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

Lyrics never tired they wont ever expire child

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

That little selfless child

Good help is hard to find

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Candy on my skull can call me a child

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind