This is a song about "T rezz"

That's what rains for

You don;t thin anymore

She was wet off the bat

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

I'm running out of time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

The jager in my cup is licorice black

D j t j is here to save all of rap

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

By any means, if ya like it or not