This is a song about "Unicycle s"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

The outline which you n****s out dated

You're very attractive, and notice that

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

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

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!