This is a song about "Macy s"

One night love: i'mma need that

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And that´s how it has begun

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

It was just the four of us uptown corners

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

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble