This is a song about "Marcel y"

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

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

While all those ships go tips(y)

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

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

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Y u cryin? "gimme back my back" no bitch its mine, i rap not for your souls

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

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

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying