This is a song about "Kate want the d"

I'm only eighteen, born and raised up from the d

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Whats it like when you fucking kate

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

And its simple as that baby

You ain't detroit, im the d

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

Why you call me back? don't lie

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

She know i got the force like a j e d i

The d as hard as the shell of an armadillo

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

With mp3s more dated and faded than the boys and heavy d

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money