This is a song about "Dill and joey"

And like to boast and brag

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

I ain't trying to be ignorant

And remember what i said and

Where i went wrong

And once i'm dead and gone

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…

Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Grab the scissors and saws and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,