This is a song about "Life s ruff"

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

I put that nigga in his casket

Bad, just like an 80's car

How simple they are

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Hands so ruff on her neck there blistering

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

My g"s have been handcuffed,

If you ever feel alone and

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

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