This is a song about "Just be y"

I reel them in, goadomes on see

But it just wasn't meant to be.

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

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

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

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Y i word it in dead silence? a defiance to the question

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

You faggot just pretending to be

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

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

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

We might be back in this baby

L y r i to the c