This is a song about "Elevator"

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

On another level shit, elevator to my mind

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Ass bouncin up and down faster than a elevator

You make elevator music

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Stuck on the elevator, perfect moment

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

He runs back o the elevator, runs and slams his door,

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

On the elevator or escalator

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later