This is a song about "Pu y"

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

L y r i to the c

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

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

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

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

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

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

But y can't you fucking see

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job