This is a song about "D dyllie"

That means obama aint got my d

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

But no profits when atc be touching the d

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Simply out of this world by choice

I shine like something in the sky

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

While jeffy-d hits the bong

Young money, d-town's all star

She prayed on me passing that bar