TO ZEY
I have a real problem, I ain't gonna lie
I can't even sing but this time I'm gonna try, yeah
Zendaya, I ain't a playa, but this game is split screen
Like Halo, you an angel- and bruh you fit, queen
Ayy, yeah, bros be like you should stop
My feeds a mess, you should mop
I don't care what's on your laptop, yeah, your laptop
Zey, ok, I'm sorry that it went this way
I pray, one day, that maybe you will tweet me "hey"
For real, Aunt May, don't hit the way that you slay, ay, ay ay
But honestly, this is past a joke
My friends acting like I'm on some coke
And I know that I'm a random bloke
So this is creepy and I have to go