This is a song about "Biscuits and gra y"

Get your world crumbled down like biscuits

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

But y can't you fucking see

Cause all i want is you, baby

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You think you're funny, y a sarcastic,but i'm a beast, i'm a mummy stopping

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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