This is a song about "Jamie t"

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

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

I get my cake; i love hip hop

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

This is d j t j's sequel

This is the root of all evil

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

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

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And i don't run counters no more

You don;t thin anymore