This is a song about "Pato y bicho"

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Y u cryin? "gimme back my back" no bitch its mine, i rap not for your souls

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

'coz how the fuck can you be friends with a craz-y

So i could see a part of me that wasn't always shady

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Y you bitches think im playing,

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

But y can't you fucking see