This is a song about "Dis raps"

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

I rap for the ones that actully give a dam haha i fu*king dis the ones that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Make up dis...face it the music i embrace it then lace it with skill,

Im courtside, wizard game

Dis-able it in shame