This is a song about "Devin shah"

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

Kick it off, i'll just run it back like devin hester

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

And my name is devin i got a big d (hehe) i can take you to france (wewe) did you

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

I turned into something they never became

Rockin addias rev run shit

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit