This is a song about "A dj"

That shit must be a dj thing

They wouldn't be nothing

Ya need ya pad 'n eraser to scratch that, ya probably good at that ay dj.

They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot upi'm convinced self-defense is the way

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Spent a long time coming up this road

I'm a pro your a minor,

What is hittin' for

When love comes callin', don’t look back

What a bummer, what a drag

Take a kitkat take a break,

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Coroners comfort your mama

Yup you got a lot a

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon