This is a song about "Tyty and i"

And i thought i was black

Sneak up on attack

And i think i like her

Look in the mirror

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

And then i break down and cry

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Then play you all my latest shit

I ain't trying to be ignorant

What i do, through and through and

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

And more than confident

I gotta calm down and

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

And i will cut it short for i,