This is a song about "Bobby hill"

Cypress hill, insane in the brain, changed the game,

I wanted the money and never the fame

Aw shit, no, that was eminem and cyprus hill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Bobby knight be coachin us

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

.......man whats a hill to a mountain,