This is a song about "Black music"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

I make elevating music

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

All black everthing on some jigga shit

You make elevator music

While i freakin' spit black

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Mc's get taken to school with this music

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

To their backs and attract the black on black

It's new years, cheers, bump up the music

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip