This is a song about "E hammond"

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

This is just the w-double e-d, speaking through me,

Bitch..im shinin brighter than a l e d light

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

An allegory without the e

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

The lovely teedra moses