This is a song about "Hitman holla"

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Hand me a microphone, and watch the crowd just holla, yo,

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

The locomotive is off his tracks so holla back if my raps

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often.

If i holla them contras

She need now, she ain't never needed love