This is a song about "Dan and phil equals phan"

Like it was a pass from dan marino

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

I know we did something wrong,but it gone for so long dan

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Psych! already tried before, that phone call equals a fueled strike/

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull