This is a song about "Cement"

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

Made of rubber cement, so anything you present has no effect,

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Of my penis in hard cement

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Using all my will power to prevent the urge to slam you in the cement

Oh shit its dr dre mixing fucked up cement,

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Rappers then cement their feet and leave them sleep in the creek

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Then called her dickface, she call the connect