This is a song about "Dis s"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Driving my car to a foreign place

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Get ya head bust

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

As my record label nitpicks at this

To come over and try to do dis

Yeah, they both got sillylil twist, i get silly

I do dis for my niggas and city

Or babies they raisin

Dis is the generation