This is a song about "Alika sounds like akaline"

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

When you rap it sounds like you've beaten off a piece of meat that's to big to chew

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Every time i write 2 lines it's sounds like crap

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

After every show, a dream she hold

But ma voice sounds like a cat's mow ,so i'm told

Sounds like the god you worship's greedy to me

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Some ca green, sounds like terrific

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit