This is a song about "Honor"

Could i make you my baby

Your honor believe it wasnt me

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

I'd have to be on some honor shit.

I went from honor roll to on a roll down hill, the crashing gave me some back pain

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Promoting honor or brawn before his thong is straddled

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Street honor, please honor let a nigga see the light

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

And now with god's touch and healing i can honor my wife.

My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

Imagine having more people honor u more than a doctor,