This is a song about "Album"

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

I try to be the guy, you think about

If my album don't sell guess i'll scream and shout

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

The haters are lickin' their fingers, waitin' for my album,

I can't fake a whole album that would say, i don't care

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Why me, i say it cause we number one

How come you can listen to my first album

Hutch's new album a perfect example

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal