This is a song about "Generation of unity"

Fuck no hell no this new generation of rap enthusiasts

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I generated a degenerate generation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Can't beat the beat generation

What up girl, tell me how you been

Ina fucked up generation

Catch you up on places i've been

Of our next generation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I want to be the greatest of this shitty generation.

I killed the new generation, teacher should of left me in detention,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Should come together in unity

Third ward general, young cash money