This is a song about "Do due and dew"

Keep on punching, and do better than anyone can do

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

With all due respect you a fucking doof and here i am to show the proof

Kill you off kindly, quietly, sweetly, sweeter than honey dew,

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Sipping on some mountain dew, cones i've had a few

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

No, scratch that, mountain dew,

Straight bad bitches i run, through

See my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit boring

Dew forming on the ground as the day is transforming,

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Resurrected like yew, right on cue, that's how i fucking dew

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"