This is a song about "Fake j s"

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

I'm lyric j to the ' n a i

Like j-j-j-mont, but next time she utters

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

My flow better than cool j

Night i need that she comin here right away

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess