This is a song about "H ck"

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

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

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

My conscious only knew whats half tight

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

H!yeah my friends aren't the best influences, but they provide me the most

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

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