This is a song about "Jay be"

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Hey i ate carrots today to be like doc dray, i eat carrots to be a blue jay

Not trying to be nas, jay, or pun, just the coldest one spitting

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

I dunno lil' jay... tell me.

Now i can draw your face up pretty