This is a song about "Get it how"

And how they gonna get off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

How about i just get right to it

I know what you do with that

I promise i'mma call you back

Thinking of how to get on track

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

But no matter how depressed i get

How did i get trapped within, confined

Uh, this what's been on my mind