This is a song about "Le trou du cul biatch"

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Du press so i took breaths

I shed so many tears

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

(ball so hard) let’s get faded, le meurice for like 6 days