This is a song about "Pac man"

Like pac said, man keep your head up even when you're fed up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I can smell it when i go outside

Become the greatest rapper since pac died

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Pinch pitching for hitchcock up in heaven with pac

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

So call me pac man cos you're a ghost that's blue

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Eat you up, spit you blue, call it pac man