This is a song about "Dan stott"

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Like it was a pass from dan marino

But i'm not in the first place

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

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

Chasing money in the city of crime

Dan ghostt always on his grind, when i rhyme,

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

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang