This is a song about "Spoiled people"

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

And the court room may preside i'm gonna win sorry if i spoiled

Inhabit the minds of people

Inhale my color purple

When pac get high

People steal, people die,

I was never spoiled but always taken for granted

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

I'm as sick as spoiled milk though my flow'll never expire

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

Inhabit the minds of people

The root of all evil