This is a song about "Tommy h"

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

That's like gucci to tommy hilfiger

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Hopin' that my niggas see

Yea nigga----my name is lil tommy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

My name is lil tommy

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h