This is a song about "Glocks and biggie smalls"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Or, biggie smalls, the master of flow and the big poppa of east coast//

Young thing said she never been to south beach

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Out their neck with no regrets and no glocks clippin'

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Bruises from tip-to-toe and as he grows his bubble-wrap smalls.

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Remember pac and biggie to them i say fuck the fame,

Poppin' huge glocks, put two shots in his ass and ran,

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Bitches say i'm too hot, livin' the life of biggie and 2pac