This is a song about "Urethra s"

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

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

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

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

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said