This is a song about "Yo sono giorgio e questo e un rap"

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Easy e, easier said than done

I lost my connection with my woman

This is just the w-double e-d, speaking through me,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city