This is a song about "Dem"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Dem gals real shifty, ass fat body skinny,

No one undertstands just how deep dem scars run

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

It's that crack, give you something to sell

I love dem ponies cos im cool as hell

Makes dem realise u aint as perfect as you seem

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen