This is a song about "Tectoni s"

The outline which you n****s out dated

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

And you all will respect that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',