This is a song about "Katie d"

But no profits when atc be touching the d

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Cause all i want is you, baby

They love me, for the d,

I swear they think i'm crazy

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

And the whole of group c can suck my d

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Ya ever believe that i'd ever believe d

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

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

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

D, the d is for the delightfullness she brought to me.

Young money, d-town's all star

You're in a seminar