This is a song about "My d"

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

My snapback with got a d on it, my snapchat got her titties on it.

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

It deserves a whack and a d

I delete they history

Aww shit here we go d

She sucks my d like a hippie sucks a toad, rappads frozen i better click reload

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Be my little jodi flow d.

Once as a slave who imagined being free