This is a song about "Sage de"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Its either im noun98 or poetic sage both are hmmm dangerously

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Let's say we have a long night and a fast morning

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Now's the time to show i am the legendary sage

Still i gotta sickening sight seared into my sage, no scholar

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

The sage is burnt to crumb, the pipe scorched like my laden lung