This is a song about "Dig"

So dig that,go back to your room,daddy's back

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

I'd rather be blind and dig my grave with a spade

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Who love to dig deep inside ya fuckin' lyrics and twist 'em,

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Dude, no girl would dig you, not even if your dick grew

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I tried hard to dig up the credentials

But only the ho's put the effort in to dig it,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent