This is a song about "Year 6"

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Plus i’m, the pimp of the year

Second battle, only been doing this a year/

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Man of the year muh-man of the year/

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Shake it for the man of the year

Haters beware, i can see clear

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Year 7 was the same again

This batmobile is real hard to steer

I been sober a fuckin' year