This is a song about "Album"

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

The new album is on the way, when it's

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

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

If my album don't sell guess i'll scream and shout

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Influenced by the album illmatic, nas killed it and i could fell the magic.

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

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

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Murderin' beats? this mixtape album? i guess it's dead,