This is a song about "Detroit tig"

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

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

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

I was born and raised in metro detroit, so it's a fact that if

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Every time i'm at detroit, i've been very weary

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

420 your a bitch your flow is wack and your a complete lmae faggot you dont live in detroit