This is a song about "S s"

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

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

It´s the battle of life

I used to have a nine to five

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

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

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

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

It's all good, finna dog that

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys