Yo, yo, ay, yo!

Who's this guy, he's so fly
Don't see it yet, but he headed for the sky
Oh my, oh my, Young Cartys' your guy

Who am I, I know I'm fly
Willing to sacrifice all these years of my life uh
Soon a butterfly, fuck a caterpillar
I’m the realest, I'm a villain, I be killin' like a felon

Yo, real name Simon, but call me Young Carty
Few thing about me, you never doubt me
Yo I’m real inked up I ain't talking no shapie
And if there is a party I be sippin' on Bacardi

I'll say I'm stuck in writers block but I'm not
Sometimes I'm just too lazy to write a good plot ooh
But I'm coming in hot, through the fire and the flames
Forcing the dragon outta the cave, yeah I can play

With the words that I lay, down on this track
Might mess up some rhymes but I always come back oh
That’s a simple fact, talk shit and get smacked
I am organic, while you're needing a claque ooh