This is a song about "Unjust members"

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

To be emcees with no embers or members to represent, time to reprimand,

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Thats why i'm a crip, rid the world of unjust

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes.

I'm everything that they call nice

It creates dead members of families

Members only i'm cocky

America's most wanted like chi ali