This is a song about "Zylas are a shit"

Because all these raps are as real as shit,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Most of y'all mothafuckas are all over lexie's shit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Are you hearing this? this shit is laughable

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Now i'm saying shit verbally, words are on a killing spree

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Now this shit is turning to a habit

You are not a king or queen your real shit

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Meanwhile the rich kids are buyin' kush on different shit,