This is a song about "Ain t"

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

With such an ugly picture in it and

This is d j t j's sequel

We don't believe you, you need more people

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.