This is a song about "Dwight howard"

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

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

Our history that they stole, africa

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