This is a song about "Getting told o"

Mother, o my mother

And i ain't frontin for her

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Growing up i had your posters o

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

O wait...your moms already did/

About some tyga beef shit

While o stands for omelet

I drop o after o of the loud,

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o