This is a song about "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

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Big, but as durable as a cd rom

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Get ready to release a debut cd

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Never heard anything like me invading your cd stores

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

This cd, man they must be crazed

You already are caged

Better yet they work my every nerve

Yet your cd has no buyers,

They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

I found this chorus in my cd holder/