This is a song about "Dylan s ass"

S on my chest like a superman vest

But i can only love you when you undressed

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

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

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase