This is a song about "It s funker up"

Flame it up, hear my flow, i changed it up

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

S queezys very bold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

They at the same spot they making no progress

So go and ride it, roll it up and ignite it

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

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

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed