This is a song about "Valentine s"

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

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

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

Foolish, i be on that new shit

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

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

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Hand to hand in the cold

S queezys very bold

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,