This is a song about "Digging de"

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

I just finished digging your tomb in the motherfucken sand

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Digging your lyrics from the trash, dude your retarded

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac