This is a song about "Big l"

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

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

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Take that big l for skipping school

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

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

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Don’t believe me? look at l, pac, big, and proof,

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

But we should be body to body

L y r i to the c