This is a song about "Jude de colle"

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit