This is a song about "Dennis"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

That say he better than jordan, hey dennis you must be kidding

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

Niggas like dennis rodman want that instant rating

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Get dennis hopper wasted, hop a jet and get born.

Back like dennis the menace, playin lyrical tennis in this endless rhythmical diss

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this