This is a song about "Not going to wolf ridge"

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

No i'm not going slow yes i'm ready to go! there is no i don't know or even

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//

Okay so i'm not trying to make you cry so i'm going to end it here.

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

I'm not going to swing at your weak-ass pitches

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Vimy ridge. uhh ohh. the germ's got 30 to 45,000 men. oh that's cute.

Because soon not only am i going to be cold enough, i'll be cold enough to build a fire

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

And we here to stay

‘cause it’s not going away

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Not going to be jerked around be those fucking pricks

Going nowhere, not ever achieving,

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding