This is a song about "Downwards on the d pad"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

They be on the pad, but they spittin' crap

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Well i guess i've been on the pad all day

Cuz i started on the pad,cuz i started on the pad,

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Man oh man looka all those "backs" he just spat on the pad

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Bitch hop on my fucking d

But am i less holy

Work hard with the pen and pad

I know the world been waiting for that

My slight fo's just talk dirty

You ain't detroit, im the d