This is a song about "Ly"

Hurting others purpose- and inadvertent- ly

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

He seldom ly speaks forgot like mera peaks

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Slow, -ly watch as i start to grow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

#o.g, but don't #smoke it, i'm #toking on the #purp-ly #leaf

You know what i mean i'm a fiend and i'm here permanent-ly

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers