This is a song about "Jovis records"

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods

I rap just to pass time mat ta fact i used to sell records for a dime,

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Took the van, went snatch her

My records sell, yes sir

Will somebody please show me how

My records selling out the stores now

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

My records sell, yes sir

And that i spent the night with her

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

And ask to see his tax records, they'll make you bound to walk,