This is a song about "Amit is a dumbass"

Every day, a star is born,

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Ur a spartan at battle n your dumbass aint got a shield

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Don’t you be holding back, your love

My lyrics is a virus

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Swear to god that i can solve them without involving revolving michael or amit

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Every day, a star is born,

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I miss her, but im a fucking dumbass, i lost a perfect girl two days ago,