This is a song about "Little s"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

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

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

S on my chest like a superman vest

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

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

That gal want me ride har

Bad, just like an 80's car

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit