This is a song about "Proof"

I stand up and give a salute to carruth cause he's living proof

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Even met lil wayne there, proof? that nigga aint scared

The body count is the physical proof

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Second i give into proof,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

Hundred proof get found in a youth nigga