This is a song about "Fitting in with others"

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Not to mention for others in other dimensions

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

You'd be better off fitting this dick in your mouth

But can they keep up with the paste of others

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I enjoy others suffering what's wrong with that

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

You in your after life fitting in hell perfectly

No king just someone that can influence others to follow gracefully/ and i got lust in the back/

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

Can you picture my specific plan

Fitting ya without ma gang

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

I wont even have one injury, tore the others up with my artillery,