This is a song about "Two pac"

It's like watching pac in his prime/

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Mobb deep, biggie, pac, and shady were the best alive,

Pinch pitching for hitchcock up in heaven with pac

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Like i really dun care, but what pac said was clear

Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Like a even better pac in his prime