This is a song about "Dj chevy"

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Shaking their ass when dj plays this

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I got three albums tell the dj to spin it and they playin my songs

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

Fuck the d.a is my m.o, i aint dj unk but im walking em out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about