This is a song about "Ole detroit"

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

Detroit doesnt except weakness like you

And word i blew off herb i grew

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

And now that i’m getting money

You ain't detroit, im the d

I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,

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

So we're representing this detroit, yo you best get bent or get destroyed

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Killin' all the way from new york and east detroit,

420 your a bitch your flow is wack and your a complete lmae faggot you dont live in detroit

After school im so streesed out so i think to myself this calls for a joint