text: I am Mr. DDT, Mr. Brand-New-Rapper
  I am Mr. Freshman, recognize motherfucker
  I am… whatever that you want me to be
  A good man or the greatest fucker you’ll ever see
  I am the illest kid trying to make a living
  Of this rapping thing, I guess I gotta kill it
  And make a big profit that would not fit in my pocket
  Or my wallet, I’ll be honest, I don’t want it, I just want your daughter’s number
  And just phone her, want to bone her, all the night we’re going to solve it
  The two lonely, fucking horny, until she bores me
  And just leave her, with my middle finger high so then you see me
  I don’t really give a damn and I don’t give a fuck either
  I’m the dreamer trying to be the leader that would not consider
  That my music is so hot that will burn down your speakers
  I’m the preacher trying to be the teacher that would never cheat her
  Cause I may be so fly, but that mama is a keeper
  I’m the feeling… that you can’t enough
  Many pages were closed, but my story has begun
  I’m the dealer… that provides you that stuff
  That can blow your mind, like a hit of the puff
  And of course, shit, I’m talking about my music
  If you misunderstood, I present you my excuses
  I just tried to apologize but it seems that she refuses
  I don’t have to give a fuck, cause I’ve got multiple muses
  And I still cruising, through multiple stories
  About nights in the club, having troubles with shorties
  I just want a good rap, and have a drink with my homies
  Cause at the end of the day, man, that’s my only worry
  My eyes are blurry, this bitch is flirting, I’m in a hurry
  Looking for glory, improving best, I am the worthy
  Feeling your body, you like it, honey, let’s not deny it
  Shit, I want that Mary to be Bloody
  I want you acting slutty, but it seems that you won’t
  I got 99 problems but bitch ain’t gonna be one
  She takes a zip from my drink, then pretend to be fun
  And with the arrival of sun, look how far we had come
  And it’s the life by knife without wondering why
  The tear in the eye without wanting to cry
  The hope in the sky when deciding to try
  The truth in her lies and some miscalled goodbyes
  Otherwise, as my time is running
  I take this leap of faith or I might take just nothing
  I won’t back down again, cause better days are coming
  2016, baby, it’s DDT incoming
  At the bottom of the common, also topping in the awesome
  Unforgotten motherfuckers, I just warn them of have caution
  Got no options, no emotions, self-unconscious, feels so knotted
  The commotion by devotion brings the notion that you’re rotted
  And it’s rhythm as a riddle in the middle of my wisdom
  Like a victim of the system gotten hidden as a mission
  With division as position, just to give a definition
  Organisms with no vision, against my lyricism
  In addition, to my deep beliefs
  I try to show my techniques, taking them to the extreme
  My rhyming art is unique, ready if want to compete
  My rap is hot as the sun, cause it’s ten thousand degrees
  And it’s real what I see; it’s real what I say
  Motherfuckers may try to get on my way
  I’m not the kind of guy with whom you can play
  And it will be too late to find a getaway
  And everytime I rap I try to show my style
  Watching rappers go by with a crooked smile
  Measure all my words, you will pass the mile
  I take this little rest I deserve for a while
  Last eight lines in this block, it’s seven o’clock
  Six pack of Red Bulls and five fingers to lose
  Four seasons will knock; three wishes and shock
  Two feet in my shoes and one last vice I choose
  And that vice takes my nights whenever it decides
  Coming straight to the top to fulfill my dreams
  Poetry and hip hop, passion will never stop
  Last verse that I drop, I am DDT, uh