This is a song about "Ca h"

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

Hey guys its me atari and i got 7800 honies in my ca

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Not #h or a #king but ill #hit a #pedigree

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Some ca green, sounds like terrific

You be on that stalker shit