This is a song about "H"

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

Magic city a lil bit of change

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Not #h or a #king but ill #hit a #pedigree

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

When i pull up in that candy range

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus