This is a song about "D man"

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Hey, must be the money

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

We was high school peers, in junior high

Ayoh, take some vitamin d

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

They love me, for the d,

I was wondering maybe

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

Unless they o d like heath ledger

We might be back in this baby

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

It deserves a whack and a d

Fuck fame, fuck money