This is a song about "La capone"

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

Fuck yeah, wear these la peregrina pearls, treat them well

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Ah.. la la la la la la la! la and la la..

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo