This is a song about "Du en starfucker"

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

I'm not really what i #seem in #vision #who's #the #en-ti-ty

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent

I wreck-en that im injected, infected do you feel threatened