This is a song about "Wlvis pres ey"

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Or let the mob handle that

Catch a kay ey, the shit i say

Then some lady named billie holiday

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Tellin all my boys "ey you heard of wiz khalifa?"

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Ey you can bet your ass i'm chillin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win