This is a song about "Une merde de chien dans une grosse bouse de vache"

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring