This is a song about "Tupac s death"

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

And tupac spit on their territory/

Look it something they can't ever see

Is a space that now you hold

S queezys very bold

Sky high, iced out paradise

It´s the battle of life

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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