This is a song about "Yo gotti"

And i made it with that dope flow

He put to sleep like a yo-yo

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Snake: submit your mother fucking verse yo

Hey yo yo,wassup homo,get the fuck off the game

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'ma son you, no irv gotti

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

With the mic he let 'em know, yo

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Hymn hydra paid liquor, she's unaesthetic yo

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Cause yo black apparently yo bad