This is a song about "My l"

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Big l, tupac, & b.i.g did this beat justice but not alone

Ask in 10 years and l guarantee the same response

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

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

The l in his hand to yell in advance

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

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

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