This is a song about "Noah s ark"

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Catch noah and the arch for the rapture

You be on that stalker shit

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

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

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

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Just to match the grind with precision

And that´s how it has begun

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

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

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

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