This is a song about "Ach e"

Its the h.o.r.s double e

And now that i’m getting money

You need some loud, coke or lean? i can hook you up with some e

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

These haters hope i hurry up and die

She know i got the force like a j e d i

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

E= eater and mc's beware

They're tryin to say that i don't care

But hey yo look, money from across the street

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

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

There's a million names for your kind of chronic