This is a song about "By he s"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."

Never break, took a break though

He was entrapped by a storm eya-eya o

For a perfect mother’s day

You know he flea by sunday

When i was delivered by the doc he stated i was dead

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

He lives of food vendors and shelters, rendered by grouts that reckon,

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Oh shit, look out, he does drive by's by night son

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Guess who this rapper is by the fire he brings