This is a song about "Casting"

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Casting couch, two interviews, uh

Just a little nigga

I'm a mad man , you the last in for casting, trashing your lyrics like a trash

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

Reserved spots for our casting lots/

Sb nike's, with the grey box

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

These nigguhs actors casting something like a movie we gon make a movie

An unseen being casting universal curses

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Patting yeah chatting pah acting like casting

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

All along i've been casting for a better fish