This is a song about "Tim horton s"

I put that nigga in his casket

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Bad, just like an 80's car

She prayed on me passing that bar

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

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

The truth shall be told

S queezys very bold

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!