This is a song about "Album"

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

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

My album gonna drop

And sins we got

Keep that picture in your album man, it will last longer

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

My shrine, this album is divine

Let me put my funk on this one time

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

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

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

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

This is my new album

I told him get his 9 and run

So keep fronting till my peeps come

When my words already kill your album.