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

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Who came from the city of casa grande

It's way past the work of a doctor,

That i will leave earth with her

I said we came way too far together

Or something that you paid for

Now you gotta understand i was a family man

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

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Plot, it thickens, yo the clock is tickin', poppin' sick shit,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

The clock is tickin', this is no time for dissin',

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key