This is a song about "Tim s mother"

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

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

Huh, i can't interpret her

Mary jane is my mother

Mother, o my mother!

What is hittin' for

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

Get ya head bust

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’ll never use a rubber

Go home to your mother

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,