This is a song about "Omega psi phi"

Canary yellow everything, plane chartered

Breathing hardly, how, finally faltered,

'pound it into yo head, you won't last!

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

They would act like they packed macs and smoked hash when,

Its not your fault all you know is a. b .c from the alphabet,

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

They can not pause like right one sega

I bring the vowels to the alphabet, for everyone can understand.

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand