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 p**y
Imma f** your b**h, imma f** 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 f** 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 b**h 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
f** 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 a** on a plaque cause the whitest n***a 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 p**y
Imma f** your b**h, imma f** her right