This is a song about "Im pac"

That i am a white and write diss tracks like pac did.

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

But that was only one time

It's like watching pac in his prime/

Sorry pac, not a fan, but rest in peace

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

Were about sackin, crackin and snappin, rappin like 2 pac been,

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Send her back saying "thug life" like im pac and im out