This is a song about "E kot"

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e

An allegory without the e

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

And losin all his money

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

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

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic