This is a song about "Pato y bicho"

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

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

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

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

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

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

I just want somebody i can see

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