This is a song about "Eddie murphy"

Rooted, securely on this earth

I should michael jordan these rappers

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Black magic crack addicts, better wear a flak jacket,

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

And dip the mashed potato covered

Red bottoms with the spike work

Rack, rack city shit

Cold days without a jacket

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Fidgeting with the hem on his jacket,

And my momma keep smoking that shit