This is a song about "Carl cizzle high dollar eazy e"

-w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

Over me the same peeps that have died

Ya that's right carl returned to fight

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Even ice, i , c , e

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

Trick trick got them passes