This is a song about "Va sa du"

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

My big dick into her va jay jay

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Taking sa with an earthquake/

I know what it take

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

King of the va, off of those toxins.

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it