This is a song about "Michiel de ruyter"

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

Re-directed de-ci-sions

And the v12, that's on various trips

Wish i get i could produced by scoop de-ville, no need to take pills

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh