This is a song about "Lindsey s tits"

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

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Until your tits fall off into your lap

Those tits im gonna squeeze

Automatic kill for pennies

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

S queezys very bold

All this paper i fold

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

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

We don't believe you, you need more people

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