This is a song about "Katnizzle s love"

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

And california on that jerk shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

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

When love comes callin', don’t love back

And that´s how it has begun

Cold, my style making my nose run

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease