This is a song about "God s love"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

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

Bad, just like an 80's car

Just to let you know, you are

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

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

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

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

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

And god himself, bringing in the love and taking away the hate

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

It's all good, finna dog that