This is a song about "Me and y"

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.

They fucking me and loving me

Dc, man over money

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

While all those ships go tips(y)

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Y you bitches think im playing,

L y r i to the c

But am i less holy

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

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

And now that i’m getting money

And if you don't believe me

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

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough