This is a song about "Life s goo"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

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

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

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

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

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Made out of a goo snake that's a fact where's you're last act

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Oh nooo, here we goo, must risk it for the fork, must eat this fucking pork!

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

And that´s how it has begun

I'm caged up in state prison