This is a song about "Next y"

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

Y you bitches think im playing,

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You don't know whats coming next

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

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

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating