This is a song about "Being y"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

Your best sentence was doing your bid

Fuck being counterfeit

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

We was high school peers, in junior high

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Y u cryin? "gimme back my back" no bitch its mine, i rap not for your souls

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes