This is a song about "Tupac is good"

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

And tupac spit on their territory/

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Tupac is cryin' in his grave, i'm at a rave with a ton of sun block,

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

Life is good, simple, so dont make this shit difficult

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

War is all i'm good for i don't know what peace is