This is a song about "God s messenger"

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

S queezys very bold

Hand to hand in the cold

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

It´s the battle of life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Don't shoot the messenger, just go along and hate the martyr,