This is a song about "Reggie"

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

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

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

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