This is a song about "Automatic reggie"

You see automatic, few flee, ought-ta have it

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

With out people like reggie, jay-z, tupac and biggie

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

I'm lethal like an automatic, the illmatic sequel

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

I'll leave you flabbergasted when rapping it's automatic

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

And then along came the wrong man for her