This is a song about "Hoffman s coffins"

I'll be gorging your organs and scorching your coffins

Promoters say that most of them are 'fraid of my performance

Ill be the blame for the shortage of coffins

I never fit in with them light skins

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I told him get his 9 and run

And that´s how it has begun

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

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

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

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress