This is a song about "Frank s hairline"

If only i could go back into the 80’s

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You, you, you have to pay for that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

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

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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

We don't believe you, you need more people

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

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

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

And watch seja retreat and disappear like sarthaks hairline