This is a song about "Y all"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Y i word it in dead silence? a defiance to the question

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Bored stiff so ya mock six pox-y / names on the wall.

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

They gotta point em out baby

L y r i to the c

While all those ships go tips(y)

I like my girls smart, skinny

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

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