This is a song about "Fuck you 2pac"

When 2pac got shot early on

My sim card's the bomb

Lakim shabazz, 2pac, n-w-a., cube, hey, doc, ren

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Screaming, "fuck the police" like 2pac and his porn,

No thank you, just fuck you,

Don't fuck around and make it true

Ready to murder you like 2pac, roll a blunt, smoke your ashes

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Fuck you and oh ya fuck you too

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

And now.... i gotta wallow through the crap to find my heart somehow.

I'll pull a fucking 2pac push you off a building like jdot's got the juice now