This is a song about "Love s"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

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

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

The outline which you n****s out dated

About some tyga beef shit

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Where the black girls get their weaves back

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

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

S on my chest like a superman vest

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

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