This is a song about "Leo dauda board"

And as i lay one board at a time rooted in rhyme.

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Hurled over board, i know the chords.

Straight bad bitches i run, through

I'm no longer on board with you

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Tell you plain and simple me on the board just isnt fair

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Hit you with a 2x4, then you will be feeling board,

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Barney rumble yo bitch, leo made her bed rock

There's a bomb on board, hotshot, pop quiz:

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Like a soft-more on a water board

And gary coleman just passed: life is short