This is a song about "De"

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Re-directed de-ci-sions

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face