This is a song about "Tupac"

Like hip hop trying to find its new tupac

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

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

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

One night love: i'mma need that

And tupac the original king of rap

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

Big l, tupac, & b.i.g did this beat justice but not alone

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home