This is a song about "Kirk s mum"

Kirk starfleet, your a fucking klingon with a fake dick on meet defeat

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

We hustle to survive

It´s the battle of life

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

We don't believe you, you need more people

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

Mum and dad dintnt like it

I had to fight back and shit