This is a song about "Ellie wain"

Feel scared and feer as i stare and peer directly into your eyes,

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

It has been this way

Before i hit the hay.

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Trin to tell me get my game up,

You make a nigga's night turn day

Stay smoking on the hay

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

Plain ignored, gave your cost as a raise to all, hay was made, face and jaw

Hay yo kid, you think you're capable of challenging randy?

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree