This is a song about "Mone y"

Thuggin' till the day i die

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

I love you only aid for you y

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

Bun b, i’m underground king

Y you bitches think im playing,

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

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

It's no longer a new jack city

While all those ships go tips(y)

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow