This is a song about "Sha nay nay"

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

A nay-sayer livin off dreams and hope he clings to dope and coke,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Nay-nay i cheated death, but i still got you stressing.

Love carrots and don't be gay,if carrots joined the constitution bugs bunny never will say nay

To find out me and your man be sharing skirtsi'm hoping you don't take this the wrong way

Cause ur face is manly, like a horse, yelling nay

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry