This is a song about "Voice of the strippers"

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Lend a voice to the ones that are don't have the chance

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

Hoes row got beans in them

Hook:they raise the voice again

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Listen to the devils voice and it's giving me chills

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Voice of the people so real like a clock the new

Tupac shakur gave voice to all the masses with his rhymes,

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types