This is a song about "Each"

Work hard is what she did each lesson

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

As we all play twister with each other...

And smile at each other's eyes

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

But two parts each bein half.

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Remove each individual organ they own