This is a song about "Members"

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

It creates dead members of families

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

To be emcees with no embers or members to represent, time to reprimand,

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

Members only i'm cocky

What them tippers don't see