This is a song about "Dj freddo"

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Like dj kool i clear my throat

I fucking hate this job

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

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

(intro: dj double a)

Thug for life nigga

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

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

Shaking their ass when dj plays this

Pocket racked up all big faces

Cause this album pack enough evil

My dj cuts material....

That shit must be a dj thing

Plus big truckin too it's nothing