This is a song about "Alexander o neal"

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

I'm on a relentless crusade like alexander the great//

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

O wait...your moms already did/

To see you and you hated

O so maybe it's for quite levels

She need now, she ain't never needed love