This is a song about "Bye year 7"

Plus i’m, the pimp of the year

Unable to think clear

And this the endso good luck with your career

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

When drunk i only drink beer

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Cause i'm the man of the year,

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Eyes and gives the world one last good bye.

Bye bye bitch hope you remarry so i can pay you another visit.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

That's the window into the sky

Passing time, when eyes shed bye