This is a song about "Preterito y inperfect"

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Y you bitches think im playing,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

The weed in me is real sticky

While all those ships go tips(y)

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

You a lady boss, now you fly free

But y can't you fucking see

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

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,

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

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