This is a song about "Y me"

While all those ships go tips(y)

I like my girls smart, skinny

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Y you bitches think im playing,

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

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

Third ward general, young cash money

Approaches me, encroaches towards me,

I love you only aid for you y

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

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

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall