This is a song about "Just be y"

But y can't you fucking see

I was wondering maybe

I love you only aid for you y

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

God mc oh my god you gotta see

While all those ships go tips(y)

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

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

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong