This is a song about "Devi l"

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

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Why you ignorin these feelins between us, must be that "l" word

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

The l in his hand to yell in advance

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

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

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

She gotta hold her head up high

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

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

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

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what