This is a song about "Reggie"

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller