This is a song about "S stackz"

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

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

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

If only i could go back into the 80’s

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

S on my chest like a superman vest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Well, that's what you are

Bad, just like an 80's car

S queezys very bold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned