This is a song about "Me and y"

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Y you bitches think im playing,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I be ballin, they wonder why

I love you only aid for you y

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Official-y hardly sorry laughing at garbage artists that's my hobby,

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells