This is a song about "Clarance s"

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

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

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or never say never though i admit

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

And that´s how it has begun

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

I know what you do with that

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

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

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

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

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line