This is a song about "Waxing my ball s"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I said that imma ball with my motherfucking hittas, most likely imma die with

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall

Liking all my pictures cuz she see the way i ball and i've never felt so tall.

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

Orangatang bitch tryna hang from my dick like my ball sack,

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

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

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people