This is a song about "Ya"

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Chloe haterz, see ya

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Our nation have to bow, africa

But do ya know what fuck ya!

Fantastics, grandmasters attending funerals past ya

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

The whole rapper thing aren't ya

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Cause i ain't mad at cha

Just to come and shoot ya

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Fast life ya behind ,ya currency just declines