This is a song about "Katie d"

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

While jeffy-d hits the bong

Pay dues like a hair salon

Young money, d-town's all star

With the goons i spar

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I think i owe you an apology katie, 'cause no one's as cold as me,

Bitches only holler for a dollar then they suck the d

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

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

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

C’mon and let’s chill baby

It deserves a whack and a d