This is a song about "Roll me one"

De la soul is from the soul

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

Like hoes down in magic city

No one knew the real me

That one makes me wanna scream

For thinking you clean

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Still you don't know one thing about me?

Make me your one and only

They say nothings ever free

Then lost my faith again

Your the one keepin me sain,

The one girl that loved me

Summertime in the city

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

My thoughts curved, they helped me roll over the dice