This is a song about "T pac"

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Cos my mac ten sprays like 'pac then (the old days)

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Become the greatest rapper since pac died

Lady g, willy b in time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

My four-four's givin payback

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Cause this album pack enough evil

This is d j t j's sequel