This is a song about "Drum set"

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

My goal in mind but not yet set

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

If your man want to bet

I think this rap is set!

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

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

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Your raps stink like opening paint, it's game set

Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga

Ready to set it up, set with a plethora

Enough of the commotion, imma set things off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws