This is a song about "Pb and j"

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

And left my hand up in the air like i just shot the j

There'd still be niggas out killing

D j t j, the best, do his thing

And ll cool j i always respected what he got to say always brought

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

To just come and shoot ya like when fabolous made ray j mad

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

D j t j is here to save all of rap

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap