This is a song about "Typo way"

So they taught me to spray

And die in an unsightly way

For making you feel this way

Rub my back, then let me lay

Same shit you said yesterday

I want to live my way

My last challenger said "sorry youre right bro" told all the hos its a typo!

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

People may like you but to me you're raps are just a typo

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

That ain't a typo look at your size maestro you psycho

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Stackin that lettuce since way way back when

Even in the strangest way.

She can't know where my mother stay