This is a song about "Reggie"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,