This is a song about "Tickling my sisters boobs and fucking her till shes sore"

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

We just trynna be winners

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

But honestly hes right no need to cry and be sore

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Her body and you know she loves you but shes a corny hoe now get ready to

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Bring her to my moms place to fucking mate her

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues

Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//