This is a song about "Your m"

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Leave the scene m rated

I'm stuck with that

M v p like steve nash

No one-half and i hate math

Thinks they can play in my m-o

Ha, in your loophole though

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

You can end this verse premature

Rated "m" for mature,

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

"becky o m f g this is so unreal

Back to times square...i got dimes here