This is a song about "H factor"

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

I'm a g; like the letter before h

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

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

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

I wish drugs were never a factor, that wasn't my plan

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ill hit ya with rhymes that matter another factor laughter chitter chatter after