This is a song about "E kot"

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

She know i got the force like a j e d i

One choke of this you a note from mariah high

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

The good kid from the ugly city

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

You need some loud, coke or lean? i can hook you up with some e

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

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

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

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,