This is a song about "Stealing seth s girl"

Confessing my stealing convenience

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

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

I just got one request, stop breathing

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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

Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail