This is a song about "Detroit g z"

Go and diss me you're history missing g

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Dodge a #punch, upper#cut like #jay #z

I just want somebody i can see

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

You a lady boss, now you fly free

But ion show no love g

Gonna spread more creep then a z v z

Where you belong with your family

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

Killin' all the way from new york and east detroit,

On hip hop and grime my g,

Or you'll drive me crazy

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,