This is a song about "Joshy h"

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

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

I'm a g; like the letter before h

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

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

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

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

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right