This is a song about "Eazy"

I can't rock the mic like eazy dre and ren

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

This is mighty triumph you can hear the celebrations from the choirs in church

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

N.w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Phoney all truthless thinks he's eazy ruthless

Blowin my speakers from real muthaphuckin gs by eazy e, now count to three what do u see,

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby