This is a song about "Album"

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Album covers ‘n the sisters of friends

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

And one day i gonna have album debut,

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Working on our mixtape and album, you wit it,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Huh, got to get better with time

My shrine, this album is divine

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

If you try to sell an album it just won't #make #cents

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

Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum

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

She likes the way it hits her lips