This is a song about "Eazy"

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

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

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Phoney all truthless thinks he's eazy ruthless

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create

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

Cause im on sum g shityoung money