This is a song about "Jay"

Ima creamate jay-z leave the ashes in a trail

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

About that nigga round the way, who's always high off a jay

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

"renegade" like jay hova, 'till i count my all days colder,

But am i less holy

I dunno lil' jay... tell me.

Could i make you my baby

Cause its eminem, jay z, then me

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,