This is a song about "I m izzy"

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

You already are caged

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

And she throws up whatever she eats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...