This is a song about "Crdon t"

My home girl told me i got an issue

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

D j t j is here to save all of rap

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

Would look at us all the time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Better yet they work my every nerve

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

I keep that hottie, just look at her body