This is a song about "Cuerno de chivo"

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

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

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

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus