This is a song about "Slurp me like s smoothie"

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Snatch your purse first, slurp sizzurp like serpents,

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery