This is a song about "Dimitris de griek"

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Wish i get i could produced by scoop de-ville, no need to take pills

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

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

Catch me in the tour de france the way i cycle this flow

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window