This is a song about "It s finised"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Try to jack and i will attack

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

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Right flows down and they might go nice

It´s the battle of life

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Put the purp in the blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Lord forbid, for the good kid

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