This is a song about "Kay testis"

Messing with ouija boards triangles and the kay kay kay

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

She dont have a problem with, with

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

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

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Catch a kay ey, the shit i say

Mano kay tita, tito, lolo at lola

Now we up in that magic city make it rain, viola

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

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