This is a song about "Ey"

Tellin all my boys "ey you heard of wiz khalifa?"

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Then some lady named billie holiday

Catch a kay ey, the shit i say

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Ey you can bet your ass i'm chillin'

They don't see my vision, grown man mission