This is a song about "Pac man"

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

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

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Like i really dun care, but what pac said was clear

Sorry pac, not a fan, but rest in peace

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

That i am a white and write diss tracks like pac did.

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Promise me you won't step out of line

It's like watching pac in his prime/

Pinch pitching for hitchcock up in heaven with pac

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back