This is a song about "These how s"

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Of the dome is how i bust these rhymes

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

It's stupid how we criticize these rappers like they're assholes,

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Its a sickness , i can't resist these bitches thickness,how could god leave

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Everytime you come around

Funny how, all these hoes, bending down