This is a song about "Dwight howard"

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

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

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

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

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first