This is a song about "Washington t booker"

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

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

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

This is freaking awesome

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

This is d j t j's sequel

We don't believe you, you need more people