This is a song about "Mohammad s"

S on my chest like a superman vest

That i can only love you when you undressed

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

Because there ain't no coming back from that

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

If only i could go back into the 80’s

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

We don't believe you, you need more people

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

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

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less