This is a song about "Cyrano de bergerac s nose"

Mustache and a big nose,

Live from the lamont's rose

Though music keeps to alter nose,

So while you worry about the hoes

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I remember when i was a snot nose

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine