This is a song about "Y ltle pony"

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

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

But y can't you fucking see

I’m tryna be low key

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

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

'coz how the fuck can you be friends with a craz-y

We came.. way too far pretty baby

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

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

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

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

I delete they history

L y r i to the c