This is a song about "Traverse it s girth"

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Girth as it turns into ur turf, two pints of punchline will do just fine

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

Eat some tira and show my girth/ tira's my bitch and this is my hurt/

If only i could go back into the 80’s

And i'm a just take another guess

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,