This is a song about "Dj clarinegro"

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

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

This is the root of all evil

My dj cuts material....

See me be ge be, dj g he into ti-ti, holla' then i'm

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Instead of listening to a dj do it

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

I could finish a dj khaled-type roster

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

That shit must be a dj thing

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

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Ya need ya pad 'n eraser to scratch that, ya probably good at that ay dj.

To find out me and your man be sharing skirtsi'm hoping you don't take this the wrong way