This is a song about "E an"

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Saying the moo$e got darker, well its an honor

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Even ice, i , c , e

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat