This is a song about "Kelsey s ass"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

You don't mean that, you faggot

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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

You little young-ass motherfuckers

And that´s how it has begun

Just to match the grind with precision

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

S on my chest like a superman vest

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend