This is a song about "Dj dougy fre"

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Used to find dope in his coat

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

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

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Instead of listening to a dj do it

Stop barking dog, i scratch like a cat. more than a dj okay?

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Keeping em' shook chanting for hope,rhyming like me is hard to do like you and

Then you got to pacing off the place seething, to the racy bar you'd since fre-quent

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

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