This is a song about "Short e and long e"

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

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

I just want somebody i can see

An allegory without the e

She know i got the force like a j e d i

Now everybody put your hands up high

Its the h.o.r.s double e

If you ain't about money

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

So it's nothing to finish

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,