This is a song about "She s es"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And bijies like im out and

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But now invisible cells around your brain

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god