This is a song about "Nichole and jay in love"

Jay-z, beyonce, and me, i'm one to three

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

I need money in a major way

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

But, i ain't slim shady, i'm tupac mixed with jay and them,

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Blast tracks in class, em, nas, and jay z

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love