This is a song about "Eric s sturycz"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And bijies like im out and

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Or you can do better on some hate shit

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

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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