This is a song about "Killing saba s face"

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

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

We don't believe you, you need more people

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

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

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

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

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