This is a song about "Radio 90"

If you know like i know, you should lie low

You can hear me later on song-cast radio

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

You, you, you have to pay for that

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Then now i would go play at shows and be hard on the radio,

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Single man crew of prose flowing on radio

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

She say she fucking with me the long way

Changed the gear, i’m doin’ 90 on the freeway.

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit