This is a song about "Missy t"

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

When i was starving now it's payback

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

D j t j is here to save all of rap

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Give me respect, dammit, or get damaged

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

First i have potential, now i got them answers