This is a song about "Wyyd i d mqew"

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I rub her pussy and she sucks my d it feels so good i wanna marry this bitch,

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

My raps thee bomb call me d-con i servin u vermin some venom

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

So please just go and d-i-e

Damn is your mattress dry

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Ill have you off"d before dawn,then i could live free and easy, 

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

She know i got the force like a j e d i