This is a song about "Ice cube fuck cypress hill"

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Cause u know that this my jam

Well, fuck that cause i'm an ice cold man

The new ice cube, motherfuckers hate to like you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup

A plumber with the tools, instead of in a cube

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Cannonball, brawls, fall off the hill

At bunker hill hot summer,

Udc where he met my mother

N.w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion