This is a song about "Glocks and biggie smells"

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

With two glocks cocked just a couple more blocks and i'll stop my monologue

If you can't look up at yourself

My shit so dank it smells

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back

Life with out biggie and tupac is a life with cops actin all piggy, and rhymes all whack,

My lady friends never really be into the life

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,