This is a song about "Being y"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

While all those ships go tips(y)

You know what i'm saying

Y you bitches think im playing,

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Bored stiff so ya mock six pox-y / names on the wall.

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

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

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

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