This is a song about "Dis s"

Dis not an emergency but could possibly be perversity

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Before dis nigga pounce

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Sky high, iced out paradise

It´s the battle of life

Hustle for dis country money

Its a war with the enemy

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

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

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

Where i from, it get cold

S queezys very bold