This is a song about "Alika sounds like akali"

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Cause in her mind, my one voice sounds like a full symphony,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Door bell sounds like it's dinged it's last dong

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Sounds like they got a thong on and got strong bonds with feminine activists

My lyrics so nice, sounds like a glockenspiel

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here