This is a song about "Drum pad"

The songs were so dumb, hearin' them almost blew off my ear drum.

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Go buy yourself a pen 'n a pad,

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

My win ensured like pad locks.

Rap pad was forever haunted

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

I am just an artist

But i whip out the pad and think

Cuz i started on the pad,cuz i started on the pad,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

'cause fab said he looked like a fag at maywhether's pad

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that