This is a song about "To pac"

Become the greatest rapper since pac died

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

Grow up to pac, biggie, eminem, and just like them i wanna do more than just entertain

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Remember pac and biggie to them i say fuck the fame,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Like a even better pac in his prime

It's like watching pac in his prime/

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Sometimes a beef erupts like big and pac shakur,

16 on death rowit's to all my partners in the penitentiaries

Would catch up to you, pac and biggie, reminisce on memories,