This is a song about "Cinco de drinko"

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

Together all the timethought it was true love

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

My team getting digits

Re-directed de-ci-sions