This is a song about "I m sorry d"

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

So drop the slam and lets get sick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Two tres on my waist, and i feel like (d)jango, with and without the d/

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,