This is a song about "A song for your crush"

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Every time i touch a mic i crush a life,

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

When they showed up at your door at christmas

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Strapping myself to be launched out, if this song is a gift, your the bronze wrapping/

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Read notes for a disclaimer on this song

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Everyday a star is born

Picturein your smile while writin this song.