This is a song about "Reggie"

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

With out people like reggie, jay-z, tupac and biggie

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see