This is a song about "Detroit pistons"

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

All bristle and mane with pistons engaged, and pistols with eight different

That drive to detroit was all too slow

What's the deal with the nets though

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

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

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

Friction never in the pistons

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits