This is a song about "Untalented s"

Told you camp lo was my favorite

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

She prayed on me passing that bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

And that´s how it has begun

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or let the mob handle that

I mean of course just the same old

S queezys very bold

S on my chest like a superman vest

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest