This is a song about "Sharif s ass"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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

S on my chest like a superman vest

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Third ward general, young cash money

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

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

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

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

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit