This is a song about "Ya boi"

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya

Lil young boi, up in the spot

Let me see you walk

Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery

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

Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace