This is a song about "Bad singing"

Singing to a man while they played piano

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

The sick fuck drags her into his car, driving home singing,

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Or the way u live, like everyday is the fuckin end, (singing)

And i'll be singing through the night.

Parallel on the other side

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

(singing) weve all had that one chick,

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

She's every love song that i love singing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping