This is a song about "Cody hart"

To you ‘n cody, we were all joking,

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

I rap from the deep of my hart, i am not fag nor whack

My broad is a trophy

So get off that whip cody,

This rap is supose to be funny but im no kevin hart

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

But with foolness you're injected, so imma leave your hart to yearn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

When i see u ma hart go bom bom like a beat

An anonymous killa like the zodiac stop acting up like cody and zack

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back