This is a song about "Dylan o"

People love hodgy i hate you though

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Growing up i had your posters o

Plus he is always holding a teddy eya-eya o

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

But look, she went and dialled triple o

Mother, o my mother

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

I'm a grade a o g

Or you'll drive me crazy

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

It was so fucken rainy and wendy eya-eya o