This is a song about "New y"

Time to go find someone new

Want to let you know i love you

You think you're funny, y a sarcastic,but i'm a beast, i'm a mummy stopping

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

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

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells