This is a song about "April"

It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

On april 8th mobb deep is playin' concerts in new orleans,

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

That's just the way, as april turns to may,

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

The fence they was on about my rap skills

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

We emerged from the shadows. showed them what we got. on the date of april