This is a song about "A pony"

Its gonna be a a test

Beach on the weekend

You can pick the next room

A boy taken for a goon

Niggas talk with limited service

Spit a poem or a diss

Like a bird without a cage

And i doubt that ever change

A bunch a singers and sinners

So you finally got the nerve

Watch closely as i knockoff shit thats phony as a real-life pony

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Your a show without a channel

She all that i can handle

Like hoes down in magic city

I'm a grade a o g