First off lemme put it to you like this 

Tupac loads the gun. While staring down the man who claims to run with a deceased crew. Despite he has been as equally inactive as Tupac, he doesn’t have the same fire bribing within him to be the DON!

You might think my inactive ass ain’t got that ability to snipe. But I promise you, you keep talking that shit and you’ll find out. Now I know what you’re thinking, oh you haven’t been around the crews for a while so you can just pretend to coast? Fuck that. I’ll light you and all your boys bodyguards up. 

Tupac looks in the mirror and chuckles. 

Sure it may take several hours before I finally catch yo ass but you better believe karma is a bitch. I saw that one time you robbed that old ladies purse. Well you didn’t know this but that old lady used to smile at me at the grocery store. I knew she didn’t have a lot, so for her imma put a cap in that ass.

Tupac points the gun and whispers.

Got your ass!

The bullet released from the pistol. It whizzed passed the target. Tupac stared in disbelief. He missed on a low level gangster who was two feet I front of him. He couldn’t believe it. Throwing up his hands Tupac resigned to releasing his target.

Alright fine. You got yo self approximately four hours until I fly outta this bitch and shoot at you again. 

With that, he watched as the target ran away into the night. Tupac let out a tear knowing he wasn’t fulfilling his potential as a subpar hitter.