This is a song about "Lama s"

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

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

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

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And that´s how it has begun

Think fast, fast women

S on my chest like a superman vest

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

The outline which you n****s out dated

Get the zippo and spark the shit