This is a song about "The difference is i m man enough to admit my faults"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Have to admit i need help

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Artist: 2pac f/ amel larrieuxalbum: best of 2pac pt. 1 - thugsong: resist the temptation

I admit, i ran to the radio station hoping they would play my song to the whole damn nation

Funny shit about that sucking dick... i must admit, your man is great

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

This is for my homies in the pen, man i rhyme tight,

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game