This is a song about "Tempa t"

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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

There's crack, there's crack

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

Cause this album pack enough evil

This is d j t j's sequel

You don;t thin anymore

Kick in the door

Take her back to where i live

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away