This is a song about "Dakota s mom"

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

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

It´s the battle of life

This is how she want to live

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I can smell the shit, fuck dakota

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

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or let the mob handle that

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that