This is a song about "Jiggy holla"

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

See me be ge be, dj g he into ti-ti, holla' then i'm

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Here i go again, searching for love

If i holla them contras

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Then you're screwed like bottle caps, holla back and listen,

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

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

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance