This is a song about "Finding the i e"

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Even ice, i , c , e

But am i less holy

I just want to be on my w-double e-d,

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

I don't mind if you niggas hate

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

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

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click