This is a song about "Dudes name momodou"

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Making dudes look like clowns in comparison.

You see now that nigga lonely

First name dizzy last name b

And it ain't news that my brews enthuse dudes who abuse booze

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

That means you dudes are losers!

Talking of the gods you serve

Me and my dudes we ballin

With a little bit of passion

I was showed da moves, schooled by the olda dudes.

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses