This is a song about "Audio techinica"

Back on the audio, my rhymes are so rich, even abu dhabi know.

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

When i’m audible the accented audio from my airwaves agitates air awakening and arousing the

Chorus: repeat 3xgotta be carefull, can't let tha evil of tha money trap meso when ya see me nigga

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

I'm tired of seeing all you replying to the same o' audio trying,

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

I'm an audio bully, beat up your speakers

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot

Ear buds in, sound got your ears smokin' audio roaches

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

She better be lucky i'm not in the audio to make this diss