This is a song about "Abdul j"

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

A rational b j given by your raps

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

When i get to warwick avenue

Im the only young j d-o

D j t j is here to save all of rap

We never tattle, let god handle that

My flow better than cool j

Reading shit my critics say

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play