This is a song about "Dum de dum de dum"

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

The words brings de-lights peace is what i incite

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously