This is a song about "Album"

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And sins we got

My album gonna drop

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

How come you can listen to my first album

Hutch's new album a perfect example

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin