This is a song about "Dan dyke"

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

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

Life's about decisions man

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

Just know that i'm always

You'd be all pro if your profession was dyke

For now everything just seem so right

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Dan ghostt always on his grind, when i rhyme,

But if i die tonight

Your a faggot fuckin dyke

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

And they don't look like a fucking puerto rican slutty dyke!