This is a song about "It s me"

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

Carol city or was it the west

S on my chest like a superman vest

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

With 2 15's n a 400 watt amp, had me intrigued as to see what's next.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Till the game`s over they are still watching me