This is a song about "Eddy s rap"

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

A thug niggas in tha house

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

We don't believe you, you need more people

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

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

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

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