This is a song about "Prince eazy"

Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

I can't rock the mic like eazy dre and ren

The race war, when it's us against all of them

My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

N.w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Prince williams ain’t do it right if you ask me