This is a song about "De leef"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

If u smoking with me you better de filling

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track