This is a song about "Samuel de champla"

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

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

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

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

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

Concha de tu madre bitch don't touch my fuckin mota