This is a song about "All my l"

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Bitch..im shinin brighter than a l e d light

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Big l, tupac, & b.i.g did this beat justice but not alone

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

It's obvious i'm crazy

L y r i to the c