This is a song about "Houston t"

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

They send us packin to houston and still they can't save her life.

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

We don't believe you, you need more people

This is d j t j's sequel

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back