This is a song about "The humble bisquit"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

You saw us on the dance floor, you acted all humble,

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Iron sheik you niggas, make you humble break your back

When i was 9 years old i had my humble abode,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Cuz these day peeps don't care if you humble

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

But it rose like a bubble, its stands not so humble

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

It was refreshing but a tussle, life repays the respecting and the humble

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback