This is a song about "Mayan s"

I am not the only one

And that´s how it has begun

That's why i never claimed i was the best

S on my chest like a superman vest

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

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

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

And you are not around like black fathers

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

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Wonder if they take it all back

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

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure