This is a song about "Came of the e way tickin"

All the bitches know my name

The main reason i came

The 2.0 feelin like when jesus came back, the hulio of rap

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

She know i got the force like a j e d i

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And the articles of confederation did not last; the constitution came in

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

And i got 'em every day, every day

Pulled a lot of doubles along the way