This is a song about "Lif e"

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

And losin all his money

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Even ice, i , c , e

E= eater and mc's beware

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

An allegory without the e

So now she picks up the gun

Easy e, easier said than done

Summertime in the city

Its the h.o.r.s double e