This is a song about "Dispatch music"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I got my drink, i got my music

And could i be a star

Your music in the car

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Mc's get taken to school with this music

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Music is money, money isn't music

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

I hope my music attracts