This is a song about "Being y"

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

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

The good kid from the ugly city

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

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

Plottin' don’t even worry

L y r i to the c

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

Yeah, since i was a knee high

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

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

For going on being

Tell them niggas they sleeping

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

Fuck being counterfeit