This is a song about "El gato de enrique"

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

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

We might be back in this baby

I got el gran santro watching me

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Ill snap u in have like the seahawks did randell el/