This is a song about "Ye"

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster too

You're a bitch and i'm here to dismiss ye,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

She said, "'ye, can we get married at the mall?"

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Well sorry but i'm feelin like ye and my dreams have taken me hostage/

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Ye, he he, fizzle right here , hahaha, spread the message!

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Al give ye a tip seen as ye you canny see me visually

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody