This is a song about "10 bands"

Artistic individuality

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm