This is a song about "Jose h"

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

When i pull up in that candy range

I'm a g; like the letter before h

Cause lately iv been going by jose n stocking on my prey

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Thought its h 2 o, got close to swal-lowing it

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit