This is a song about "Kyrie stop tryin to leave no cussing"

You're tryin' to rise over mandala, there's no peace in his rest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

No way to stop it from happeningit eventyally will

By design im the best stop tryin n just get

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Tryin' to figure a way out

I must go like fly route

Been smoking tryin to stop stressing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Are you kidding me, you're tryin to rap,

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

These fools tryin' to mess with me

It's obvious i'm crazy