This is a song about "Cd"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Big, but as durable as a cd rom

Black tear compliment my black lips in the lamborghini

I'm the genesis of this site, the others all cd

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Recently, lyrics just seem to talk to me, like when you going to make cd

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Yet your cd has no buyers,

Better yet they work my every nerve

With you, my cd, and maybe mtv or something,

You know that love is a very serious thing

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I found this chorus in my cd holder/