This is a song about "48"

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Wishing my problems away, wiping what might causes the pain

Let my angel sing

48. and come back seeking,

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Once saw 48 net 81 points for kobe bryant

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

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

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

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