This is a song about "Mrs y"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Y you bitches think im playing,

Don't want to be the king

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

Why you call me back? don't lie

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

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

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

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

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

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