This is a song about "U aint 2 pac"

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

But joseph u aint did nothing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Makes dem realise u aint as perfect as you seem

Nigga u aint shit until piss drop down

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,