This is a song about "Y"

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

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

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

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Its the same thing ever y day, it strikes some people as odd.

L y r i to the c

We the 93 chicago bulls baby