This is a song about "Sally s ass"

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

The real muscle in the message of that

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

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

They slowly showin they colors

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

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

Yeah bitch this date's done

And that´s how it has begun

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them