This is a song about "Diddy d"

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

Bitch, they call it motor city

It deserves a whack and a d

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Might wanna watch your back when you come up in the d

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

I wonder why, i sit and cry

D, the d is for the delightfullness she brought to me.

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

But no self respecting girl will let you give her the d,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Bitch don't live without the d/