This is a song about "Ygb aka young glo boys"

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

I don't gotta drive around and worry about some siren sounds,

Im young tap aka yt. live like like me u a fucking beast/ lego. im the fucking girl/

I won't give it to you just like your girl even that bitch wants to make me hurl,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Addicted like boys on needles,

Boys listening wishing to hack me

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Aka mr. louisiana.

My all gold rolly or the

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I think she's probably done with boys

Another dead woman,another bad boys

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

I'm itchin from kitchen aids aka hot as fiction maids

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes