This is a song about "Dutch s mother"

They tested with stress that they under

Mother, o my mother

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

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

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

To this day, the game, will never be the same

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

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

You can bring your crew motherfucker

Now i gotta fuck your mother

The outline which you n****s out dated

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit