This is a song about "Isn t"

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

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

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

This is d j t j's sequel

Cause this album pack enough evil

So all the hustling for nothing man

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"