This is a song about "Karachi kay larkay"

Mano kay tita, tito, lolo at lola

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Catch a kay ey, the shit i say

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

And walk away, kay? , all the way to bombay and have a good day, may day

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Messing with ouija boards triangles and the kay kay kay

Kay we're back, up all night, kinda pensive

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Kay kay kay... not the ku klux klan, just a ruthless plan

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man