This is a song about "My effects"

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My words are my rhythm

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

You hate this damn, an attack drummed, off-#key, to no effects done.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex