This is a song about "Paws in my hand"

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

Disformed since i was born at 11 o'clock in the mourn with a pen in my hand

So rest in peace in my hand

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Controlling crowds in the masses like i got a magic wand in my hand

Almost like my hand in a blender,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

I just want somebody i can see

Now in my hand...i have my own earned money

I'll take the faith in myself over any self help book you put in my hand

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

About disaster in the world and

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Gun in my hand cuz thats what i choose to hold

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold