This is a song about "Alec high voice"

We can't catch the beat

Her voice was soft and sweet,

If you're not happy well then let me hear your voice

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

I'm just rapping my true voice

They meet them rich boys

My voice is so immaculate

I'mma treat you like my whip

Yeah hail mary full of grace

She can hear a voice with no face

Hoarse voice that shit is false

Kirko paint her walls

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard