This is a song about "W s not l s"

In front of our building, they was my heroes

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

S on my chest like a superman vest

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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

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

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

If only i could go back into the 80’s

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

As deep as dawson's creek and shit