This is a song about "Dial up words but they re not in servic"

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

Dial down the denial, a trial is in idle,

Words of wisdom i'm not a thief in the night

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

These words that swirl up in my head

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

The words were there but they just couldn't escape

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

And even as i re-read this i think i am crazy, but i'm not.

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Your words are tight, not gonna lie, so fly they touch the sky,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

They think they say is real but actually their words are all fakes

Had to re align and not resign

Start whine, my gyal, start whine