This is a song about "Tupac"

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

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

Like you eminem or tupac and stop talking bout your hammers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

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

Let em marinate, you forever late

The almighty tupac and snoop dogg operate,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

What would tupac say, after he was riddled with shots

With out people like reggie, jay-z, tupac and biggie

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Tupac shakur gave voice to all the masses with his rhymes,

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top