This is a song about "Holden s puerto rico"

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

The outline which you n****s out dated

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

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

Bad, just like an 80's car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

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

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Puerto rican but my complexion makes you question

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one