This is a song about "Band theory"

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

You are so stupid to understand that you can't even rap in a kg band

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance