This is a song about "Lucas s creamy pussy"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Judging fine hard. flying right up bootlicking sprintin' like a fuckin' creamy bar

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I think you're a pussy

So while the world goes drake crazy

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Hand to hand in the cold

S queezys very bold