This is a song about "Drum set"

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Enough of the commotion, imma set things off

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

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

My goal in mind but not yet set

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

You're forced to rewrite every line hit, pause, drum snare or rhymes spit

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Reaches to set a record

He appreciates your support

Stop grabbing a mic,everytime your stage is set

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette