This is a song about "Cube"

Literally, crossed that burn you'll need an ice cube

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

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

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

My view is like a rubix cube, complex, you knew this cause my

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

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

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple