This is a song about "Dis s"

To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

What up girl, tell me how you been

Dis is the generation

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Jus a pawn in dis game,

I'm going off the top of the brain

Enforce, i'm elegant and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I do dis for my niggas and city

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base