This is a song about "S club"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

She was the queen of the club

So i ain't giving a fuck

Blew up the club i'm gone

You just gotta be strong

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

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