This is a song about "Yea boy"

Yea my rhymes still are whack

And i got that bait, they all bad

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

They can’t stop us from partying oh yea.

"like shakie made it yea"

So, they hate and they say

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

My name is dvine yea you know it yea you know it

If you didn't know i feel this way

Pride, pride (oh) (oh) (yeah) (yea)