This is a song about "Typo way"

Whatever comes your way

Gotta say it was a good day

I was gonna write you a poem today

And die in an unsightly way

Amin, inshallah i'll find a way

You know we kick it like everyday

Are you gonna go my way?

But i ain't get to see you today

She do everything i say

She in a chariot every way

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

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

Another round what the song say

Get up out out my way

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Because you there's no other way