This is a song about "Y"

Y you bitches think im playing,

And this will be the song that we sing

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

I'm activated by the moves your making

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Official-y hardly sorry laughing at garbage artists that's my hobby,

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

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

But y can't you fucking see

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Summertime in the city

While all those ships go tips(y)

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

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

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,