This is a song about "Trill life yah yah"

Evertime i see yah face,i just wanna give them lips a taste,

Range your raps are strange im gonna unleash cuz before i was caged.

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

Use kendrick's line, i'll tell yah whatcha you're doing wrong

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

And u still just lil kid...who juz know how to cry yah!

Educate yourselves, of africa

Cant belive any girl would wanna lay yah,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

But lil yah-yah was stubborn, yo he did not listen,

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Flip on yah tv and all you gonna get is static