This is a song about "Girl s"

Then put it into sex drive

It´s the battle of life

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

It's all good, finna dog that

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

I used to be the most humble until