This is a song about "Chior singing"

Marching in the streets singing " we shall overcome"/

Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

So everybody in the crowd will know you’re singing tonight,

I love your ambition

Singing and swinging been

She's every love song that i love singing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Singing to a man while they played piano

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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