This is a song about "Maybe your just late but nah you d think you d at least give me a call"

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

Fucking die, you just couldn't be a man now your my least favorite fan,

But its to late maybe even for me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

Mama made her pretty

They love me, for the d,

Maybe you did not read this, but i don't give a cheap

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

But i think your just hungry for a bit of food, you got a better chance at winning this battle

Your the type of hater that ends up floatin 6ft deep at the bottom of a barrel

You ain't detroit, im the d

If you ain't about money

Might wanna watch your back when you come up in the d

They giving pounds and that before get the money