This is a song about "W 2 taxes"

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Lakim shabazz, 2pac, n-w-a., cube, hey, doc, ren

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Lakim shabazz, 2pac, n-w-a., cube, hey, doc, ren

Slackers taking government taxes

And panned out, i'm all in love

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

Not w/ your niece on your lap holding you down

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty