This is a song about "Louis h"

Not #h or a #king but ill #hit a #pedigree

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

Magic city a lil bit of change

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Thought its h 2 o, got close to swal-lowing it

Look in the scope, my people still a target

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light