This is a song about "Tookie williams"

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme

Whenever you tired i be right there beside, the pillow talk and confide, make your secrets all mine

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Shoulda been esther, and we would be poly

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

I know we jumped of a bridge, and now billy ain't here,

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Is that the kid should prolly change my name to billy width

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Me and billy got drunk, and shit, we really got into it,

Not even aquaman,i will clark kent on a daily and not plan it im on top and they cannot stand it

I win every single fight ma raps are fit , people like every single word i spit

My half self was part red just like the dress of clark kent

The day before is better than the present