This is a song about "Fire bullet s"

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Bad, just like an 80's car

And could i be a star

Place a bullet right up in his side

It sends her on a trip so right

Ima aim for your eye socket, fire the bullet, it goes right through

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Do you hear the bullet clang?

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang