This is a song about "Dwight howard"

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Man i've reached heights dwight howard couldn't reach nigga

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

So i took my time, then t-caines was my name, dwight it,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt