This is a song about "Nacho s"

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

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

Full of shit, like i ate that john

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

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

S queezys very bold

I mean of course just the same old

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

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