This is a song about "Robert e"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

Niggas shoot over bitches

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

Even ice, i , c , e

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Easy e, easier said than done

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see