This is a song about "Cement"

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Yal would drop these theories to the cement and he'll still be shooting heroin

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

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Oh shit its dr dre mixing fucked up cement,

Half your body laying on my chest

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

Went all the way to extent where’s no rocks on the road just clear cement

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Crack your back on the hard cement till my hearts content.

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over

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

With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect