This is a song about "Nacho s"

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

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

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

Is a space that now you hold

S queezys very bold

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

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

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

The outline which you n****s out dated