This is a song about "Lonley be the moment"

Before the moment i'm on it's plateau

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

Its bigera the poet of the moment blazing all guns

Knees dug deep into the pavement

But you're probably cooked at the moment

Times may be tough right at this moment

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

At the moment, my freedom is blessed

Took care me of his whole life, 'till the last moment,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

I've broken your motion and i'm holding the moment

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Moment of silence the music just died today