Now this shit is turning to a habit
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
While scheming on hits
My mom gave me two selections
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes
If only i could go back into the 80’s
S on my chest like a superman vest
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
When you took my hand up so calm
I finally got a girl, mom!/
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael
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