This is a song about "E w8 n"

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

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

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

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

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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