This is a song about "Ey"

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

25 on the bear hoodie, go and tell peta

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

Ey you can bet your ass i'm chillin'

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

Catch a kay ey, the shit i say

Chill with my crew on blacc friday