[Intro]

Yo, check it

Yo

[Verse]

They told me I should post more

Got me going postal

I roast those

Dumb enough to step

Now they ghosts though

You should know bro

The D stands for dominance in the game

To o’s for my bros got locked up and chained

New age slavery

Got me stacking M’s

You should know you gotta pay for me

In this industry

I’m wiping all you dust bunnies up

With my infamy

Maybe not infamous

But I stand for this

Which way IZ is it?

ARe you even listening?

Do you even comprehend what I’m spitting?

Bet you don’t

And you never even will

Even still

Keep writing for my pages

That fill with quills

And pens stand on ends

When I talk into a mic

They got they hands up

It’s rough

Evеrything I do is a rough draft

Just to keep up with my love for the craft

And doves flap wings

Of an angеls sing

Social D

For the love in a hard place

Stuck between a rock

And you got the case

Sex bringing hell

But we wanna go to heaven

Never will I make it

With the bodies I be serverin

You servin ass bitches

Just kissing all the ass in hopes you won’t miss it

Bitch

Imma fuckin slaughter you

Go and take your daughter too

That poe man rage

This a poe man’s story

Fuck fishing

Imma make you swim in the grave

Just piss on ya state

Ya punk bitch

[Outro]

I'm fucking done

Calm before the storm motherfucker

Let's go, we out