This is a song about "Peopl e"

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

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

Easy e, easier said than done

On the bible you can run

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/