This is a song about "Off brand"

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

She's in her brand new coupe and she's smoking too

Was only a woodsman, carried nothing more than a buck, i think she had the blessed brand

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Walking around with my flashes, pairs of brand new ass kicks

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Go ahead and try to tattle, i'll brand your momma like cattle.

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

From fine girls and cars to a brand new watch

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

Time to get ready for a brand new dawn

We at the top where we belong