This is a song about "A e i o u"

I hope u consider this rap a roast

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Blowin my speakers from real muthaphuckin gs by eazy e, now count to three what do u see,

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

U scared cause i got a big tank

Miami nights, made a couple grand

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

He was entrapped by a storm eya-eya o

Wale dc said we on joe

She don't really care about anyone advice

People tellin u i condemn u to a bad life

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o

I just call it …remember all the dough