This is a song about "Sammy s dick"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams

We gotta get back to what really matters

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

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

I know what you do with that

The outline which you n****s out dated

Me and my microphone could be one

And that´s how it has begun

Try to jack and i will attack

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

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!