This is a song about "Dis s"

To come over and try to do dis

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Haven't slept for days

I just play my part make moves like chess

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Dis not an emergency but could possibly be perversity

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You just tryin' to run game

Dis-able it in shame

We hustle to survive

It´s the battle of life