This is a song about "Katy s ass"

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

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

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

If only i could go back into the 80’s

And i'm a just take another guess

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

Yeah, the sex in the sack

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

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