This is a song about "Behind the music"

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

As the kid that got stuck behind

I got the music inside

Take her on a long ride

A flashy king behind the scenes

Can barely walk the city streets

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

So he runs through his building, leaves the shotgun behind,

Then play you all my latest shit

Got the passion for the music

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

The time that they were alive with the sound of music.

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Focus on the music your creating,

You know that love is a very serious thing