This is a song about "Pappa de rappa"

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

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

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Que ni soy ni soy de ojos azules ni de piel negra seria seria

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a