This is a song about "T day"

Doctor said i was fine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Unify them, mob through, take over and

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

She gonna dance when that molly through

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Of the vhs especially during sex baby