This is a song about "J otts d red"

Cause it your boy j reality

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

No it ain't easy

You ain't detroit, im the d

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Two double cups like i'm fuking juicy j.

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

Aww shit here we go d

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Cause this album pack enough evil

This is d j t j's sequel

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

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate