This is a song about "Wish y washy"

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

You other brothers can’t deny

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells

Never will i ever utter never to myself