This is a song about "He d for"

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

He told me he plays pretend for our own sake

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Bitches only holler for a dollar then they suck the d

For a fool he thinks he's a nerd

Too focused, one word

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

He made me shudder no more, he forages happiness for my soul

J-d rhymed through, then he beat me to it

And that's jay line i had to quote that

And niggas flashing crazy

Bitch don't live without the d/

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

You was bigger than an artist