This is a song about "Control s"

And control this shit yourself dog.

Only real niggas stay on top

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

This shit has got my soul

Where i could be in control,

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

I always stay in control

18 year sentence with no parole