This is a song about "She s mines"

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

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Like you stepping on mines

When i get my hands on nines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

I spit raw flames/ your bars aint sicker than mines

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

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

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Dont depend on ya weapon,it aint better than mines

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

You've never heard a rhyme as cursed as mines

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

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