This is a song about "Next y"

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

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

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Bored stiff so ya mock six pox-y / names on the wall.

You don't know whats coming next

Carol city or was it the west

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

While all those ships go tips(y)

Give us this day, our daily bread

I be calling who next!? who next!!