This is a song about "Dis"

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Before dis nigga pounce

Man, fuckin wit dis nigga get them bitches giddy

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

I would have been a totally different person

To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

To come over and try to do dis

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy