This is a song about "Coup d etat"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Young money, d-town's all star

Hope my city is not too far

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Take a clue, this is your cue/out the coup now take your choice its me or you.

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

You see now that nigga lonely

You ain't detroit, im the d

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

We might be back in this baby

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

It deserves a whack and a d