This is a song about "D k"

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

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

I’m tryna be low key

It deserves a whack and a d

Where you belong with your family

Be my little jodi flow d.

I got bigger problems baby

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Ya ever believe that i'd ever believe d

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

But no self respecting girl will let you give her the d,

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag