This is a song about "My l"

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

And after you take this "l", you'll just be awful

I shine like something in the sky

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Notorious, pun, l, sean, k.r.i.t., but i'm the big picture,

Ask in 10 years and l guarantee the same response

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Why you ignorin these feelins between us, must be that "l" word

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Marlo on the l, bitch watch i treat it like its do or lease

L y r i to the c

My lady, my baby

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live