This is a song about "S s"

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

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

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Picture that, best rapper since lil wayne in classes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Work straight out the kitchen

And that´s how it has begun

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

S on my chest like a superman vest

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Then i left the hood, like fuck it don't need the cargo

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,