This is a song about "Dj rad"

I could finish a dj khaled-type roster

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

That shit must be a dj thing

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Its actually rad but if you keep on hatin im not get sad

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Spent a long time coming up this road

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Shaking their ass when dj plays this