This is a song about "Taxi"

You headin' to his car for some taxi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Taxi! i need a ride to the real world,

I was even influenced by my taxi driver,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

You pussy emcees need to get a taxi home