This is a song about "Rave at matt s"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I'll go mad at a rave, i'm ravin' mad! and i feel like the man any place i'm at!

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

If only i could go back into the 80’s

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Drugs are what i crave, find em at a rave.

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins