This is a song about "T rexes"

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

D j t j is here to save all of rap

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Fuck that job been around that block

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king