This is a song about "Nick s ass"

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

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

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

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

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

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