This is a song about "Tupac rip"

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

When tupac was wearing the nose piercing with the curved brim

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,

And these artists don't need me they already rich

The realest in the game, i'm bumpin' tupac in this bitch

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Your lyrics im gna rip threw

That means two, between me and you