This is a song about "Yung t"

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters