This is a song about "Smashing girls"

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Smashing you with wicked rhymes till' i collapse/

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

We should appreciate the girls

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bills,cops looking for us

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Together all the timethought it was true love

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles