This is a song about "J otts d red"

For that j number three

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

It deserves a whack and a d

God mc oh my god you gotta see

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

But you can't hide

Look, now roll my j tight

Im the only young j d-o

South beach fountain blue

You see now that nigga lonely

You ain't detroit, im the d

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Ayoh, take some vitamin d

Might as well pre pay

My flow better than cool j