This is a song about "T buck"

If you wanted a date, don't come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

This is d j t j's sequel

We don't believe you, you need more people

Why we gotta argue

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

My raps can fuck you up while i'm spitting them for buck.

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

I buck bastards who think they're bachelors

The shit that i spit is more

You don;t thin anymore

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money