This is a song about "Big ron"

And he's killin' emcees 'till blood spills like ron goldman,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

For the next thing down your chimney has u between sheets like ron isley

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

These wussies pretending to stand big

Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri

I just want somebody i can see

How have you never heard of me, i'm rap's ron burgundy,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts