This is a song about "Peso"

Know i just call it head phone

Like sierra leone.

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Let's go make a fuckin' club hits for some monetary gain,

Still the man with the pan

Mr mathers is the man

We get hit w/ them double standards,

Better yet they work my every nerve

I'm just trying to make my dollars double//

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

Spending her time with him i guess

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Take it in turns just to make sure we make an emphasis

Another love song about shit

And the razors are double bladed