This is a song about "My best frie d"

That's why i'm makin' money

That means obama aint got my d

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

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

D boy wanna check me cause of my persona

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Like i ran my d / in their big rhino asses

They be like where

My best friend who's not there

Almost cried right on the spot

Not giving you my best shot

Wish i could shed all these tears

My best friends brother hung himself,