This is a song about "Mariana s trench"

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

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Put the purp in the blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery