This is a song about "That s rude"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

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

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