This is a song about "Album"

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

How come you can listen to my first album

My album gonna drop

And it don’t stop

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Working on our mixtape and album, you wit it,

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

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

He told me it was nas,i blasted off to the internet to search his debut album

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

From "infinite" down to the last "relapse" album

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money