This is a song about "La pornografia"

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

That’s my la-la lullaby.

All you niggas die

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

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

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

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

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you