This is a song about "Shot his ass on sight"

When 2pac got shot early on

That's word to my mom

Who shot his best friend for calling the cops his

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

Why a black nigga take ass over class

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

If police sight at me i got hermes on my feet

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Hes got the prison guards recording him as he grinds his dirty ass on the cell bars,

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass