This is a song about "E mails"

Easy e, easier said than done

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

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

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

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

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

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I be ballin, they wonder why

So please just go and d-i-e

To them it's just a story

An allegory without the e

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

To eazy e equal to e equals mc