This is a song about "Wes s bitches"

It´s the battle of life

Ma want me to go find a wife

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

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

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

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

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.