This is a song about "Tracy is a sal"

Yo flow is a virgin

One time give it up for him

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Is it a curse or blessing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

If you ain't about money

Is a necessity,

Cause they fear me in physical form

Every day, a star is born,

There is such a fierce competition

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

This is just a few bars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops