This is a song about "Dat bull"

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

We got dat smoke and blow

I ain't tryna brag though

You ain't gon find that

This towns full of bull shit

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

She gotta hold her head up high

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

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

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

I've been through all the bull, switch formation

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

You can end this verse premature

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Look it something they can't ever see