This is a song about "Du en starfucker"

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

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

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Du press so i took breaths

It's time for some change to commence

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

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

En#forcing #borders #swarming #corners like #engaging in #coke

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job