This is a song about "We re done"

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Or know them testament verses

On re up, need strips in cases

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Asking her to meet me at six by the church of the saint to talk about things we had done and said

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Gotta re-route over this hump,

When we had enough, we get used to it when it's all said and done

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

I was done with the dissin, we told em where to stick it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit