This is a song about "Yeezy"

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I'll take everybody,i'll kill yeezy no hate,but im done being the nice guy

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

When they talk about the best rapper on the pad, yeezy ain't get no respect

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

She fiend for yeezy, you know my speakers go hammer

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Hov and yeezy, stop the talk, i'm ready to come back home/

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone