This is a song about "De drar"

If u smoking with me you better de filling

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Wish i get i could produced by scoop de-ville, no need to take pills

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed