This is a song about "Dis s"

Before dis nigga pounce

My garage full of cars that bounce

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

Dis-able it in shame

Ice melts into rain

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Hustle for dis country money

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

To come over and try to do dis