This is a song about "Reggie willey"

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

And the last one, he's in the mirror

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours