This is a song about "Lusage du munde"

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

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

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

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

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

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Sweet, okay makes sense

Du press so i took breaths

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

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

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

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit