This is a song about "Yep"

Kill the dealing halls yep no i ain't messaging

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Only rippin raps up like a fuckin horror flick yep

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Yep that's the world on the other side of the tracks

Yep you can call me mad most people already have

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

Take her round the world yep we'll see many sights

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Mathematic deconstruction systematic re-destruction yep, we back at it

No sleep yep, plenty missed

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused