This is a song about "Its ya boy"

But i know its me ya envy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Ya boy, i never quit, this is just the fuckin beginnin of my apocalypse of lyrics

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Damn its just so hard ya know,

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

A military mind mean money

Its bout time ya get to know me,

Ya boy said suck it hoe, suck it hoe you know you want this (know you want this)

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

When ya come to our hood and try take over boy it better your dream

Is written in our souls, africa

And the laughter, its hard to sell without ya

Now what was the chorus boy, fuck ya here we go

My new flow bought hublots below zero