This is a song about "Tupac"

Like you eminem or tupac and stop talking bout your hammers

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

Than to be a true legend like tupac shakur

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

Banging out niggas with attitude

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

To find a tupac documentary which happens/

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

But tupac got shot and cost my dad more than a dime

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,