This is a song about "Reggie"

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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