This is a song about "Reppin herne hill til the day that i die"

Till the day i die i'm running laps around these wiretaps

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Smoking dope rappers til i die of chronic asthma

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Till the day that i grabbed that nine

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Grind all day til the family okay

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

I could think of a couple positions for you

Do it 'til i die as the greatest rapper ever to

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Smoking dope rappers til i die of chronic asthma

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e