This is a song about "Night crime"

Since when was having dreams a crime?/

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

2pac, a poet addressing a worlda crime

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

I am peremptory divine do treachery n crime

If they find that stash box just one time

I'm callin the cops, i'm reporting a crime

Thinking my life is a crime

Westside, bitch i run mine

Doing nothing now that’s a crime

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

Its should be a fucking crime

I'm just here to have a good time