This is a song about "G drink kobe money suck e gangstar"

And ima clear my name like kobe bryant

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Its the h.o.r.s double e

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

But five years from now i bet she see

I'm offended that i'm in group e

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Make room for the groom married to his music

It's a battlejust for tha big money

An allegory without the e

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

You kids don't know me, cold clutch like kobe.

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Drink some shit, money blows,