This is a song about "Dont believe the hype"

But they know the hype when i make a mitt-sake, shit, typo/

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

The hype i create in sensational

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Sell out a show and grow from the hype.

Ain't that how black's do it, right

You better believe i dont play

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving

And this will be the song that we sing