This is a song about "Ie cube"

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

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

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

A plumber with the tools, instead of in a cube

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

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