This is a song about "Eazy e the rapper"

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

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

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

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

Its the h.o.r.s double e

Looking at your money

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

The whole rapper thing aren't ya

They claim it as their own, africa

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

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