This is a song about "N"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

N i'm not fucken sorry

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

She smiled n' laughed but inside she sighed n' grasped,

Trying hard to speak and

My bars are hard 'n' fast

In the heartz of men

Sure he died in 96 n

From the womb, my newborn child

From ur head n' ur mind,

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Later, n peace, even tho,

More mistakes could be made ‘n

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them