This is a song about "Ja rule diss by 2pac"

But like 2pac said, keep ya head up/

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Missiles through your rooftop like 2pac, that's the man,

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

We left em a world that's cursed

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

The third one is mixed, white and black

Dumb fuck i drink the same fuckin #juice as 2pac

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Spit a poem or a diss

Cause ignorance is bliss

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

2pac, a poet addressing a worlda crime

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Contrary to the rule of the wise generals