This is a song about "Hegegty34vfey3wegueguyggfygeyguyvshjvwshwqy82wgehvashcvyt y uxchviydgtev"

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

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

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

But i let off everything i have

Official-y hardly sorry laughing at garbage artists that's my hobby,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

L y r i to the c

Took my heart away from money