This is a song about "Zuko s honor"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Smoke in honor for a goner

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

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

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will