This is a song about "Dan prouty"

Dan ghostt always on his grind, when i rhyme,

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

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

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

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

Translation cause my life is too sweet

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Like it was a pass from dan marino