Chorus:
4pac is hungry munching on the ghost bait
Imma smoke this blunt, and smoke it right
Young Dylan Desperate to be rapper but I ain't buyin pussy
Imma fuck your bitch, imma fuck her right
Verse 1:
In my world everythin is tight
This universe has told me something and it goes sorta like
Life's a circle that’s incomplete what the fuck does that mean
Shapes and geometry im a flesh heap
Yung 4pac lives in his dreams
Verse 2:
It takes a fool to be enlightened
Not worth the time to fight it
Got sense you don’t make sense
Got cents for the dollar menu
Hit your bitch rather than snooze let me continue
Verse 3:
Sacrifice everything that doesn’t sound right
Burning dro like chimchar
Bumming off my bros like a gimp brah
Fuck that 4pac hustling all alone
I got a bigger figure than post Malone
Dealing quarters a while back, swag bucks in my pocket x2
It’s something goons lack
My ass on a plaque cause the whitest nigga is back
Chorus:
4pac is hungry munching on the ghost bait
Imma smoke this blunt, and smoke it right
Young Dylan Desperate to be rapper but I ain't buyin pussy
Imma fuck your bitch, imma fuck her right