This is a song about "Mess you up"

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And i ain't trina be no thug like i said im just caught up in a mess

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Now if you give us a chance

That he'll mess up my plans

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

But you can't trash a mess

Carefree i don’t need the stress

You know better not to mess with my verses..

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

But i must confess the buttons you pressed was a big mess,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

I'll mess up more than a couple rhymes

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive