This is a song about "48"

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Through my path, i'll wander/wanda. i could use a fairy mother

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Wishing my problems away, wiping what might causes the pain

I'm just trying to make my dollars double//

Of finding myself as an individual