This is a song about "Lusage du munde"

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

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

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Du press so i took breaths

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

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few