This is a song about "Typo way"

Get up out out my way

She can't know where my mother stay

She do everything i say

Hurry hayden, follow me this way

Commanding things to be my way

Hit you from a block away

But catagory is a typo i see very rarely

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

But they know the hype when i make a mitt-sake, shit, typo/

Oh i gotta face the day

For making you feel this way

The truth but thats the way

Take me away away