This is a song about "Ach e"

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Even ice, i , c , e

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

E= eater and mc's beware

See with a district columbia vision

Easy e, easier said than done

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

This is like riding through the city

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g