This is a song about "Mad crazy fast rap"

Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane

Time after time, again and again

Oh really now the crowd will be like wow, when you rap you can't even get fast,

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

Combating as crazy

Rose cases, we pop daily

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Im admitedly full of mad rage and locked in a no rap cage

I'm laughin' at your fantasy of commandin' rap pad, i ain't mad, kid

For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a manyou always was committed

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Hip-hop might be slowly dying, crazy is rap,

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Is the fact i always made them crazy and mad

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.