This is a song about "Alika sounds like akaline"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

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

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

The flows keeps gettin louder sounds like a crescendo

My lyrics so nice, sounds like a glockenspiel

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

That sounds more like josef on any given night.

My conscious only knew whats half tight

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

You leave cracks? sounds like uve been up someones ass.

Your whole style sounds like n sync on commercial

Ha, running rebel on another level