This is a song about "Rush a"

And i’m never slowing up, but i’m never in a rush

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Its that #ojkush make your head rush

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Cop a car, new estate

Head rush, dick hard, i cannot wait

I feel a rush. i know im not much. its torturous, i hope there is a future for us,

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

But to rush the stage. ya messing with a bunch of mobsters,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

She can't rush what i love/ floating free like a dove/

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff