This is a song about "The toronto l"

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Ask in 10 years and l guarantee the same response

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

Why you ignorin these feelins between us, must be that "l" word

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard