This is a song about "Tsi deck"

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

But make no mistake when it's time to deck the halls

My whole deck in my hands, cream of the crop

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

I got another girl on deck, but i might just make her wait

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

On our dgk deck cause we dirty ghetto kids

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

I work hard for everything i get

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Try to avoid any criminal activity on deck,

Whos keen to step an get wrecked hitting the deck

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

And its simple as that baby

Suspect on deck that's that speck to me