This is a song about "Tyty and i"

And i walk what i talk and i walk never ran

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Man, fuck am i hungover and goddamn i

I told her all about how we been living a lie

And i thought i was black

She always comin back

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I don't sleep, i stead i toss and turn and think and become restless

And remember what i said and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Speed up, patience, please cause

But i sit and i scoff,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

And i will cut it short for i,