This is a song about "Funky music"

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Music is money, money isn't music

...i make beautiful music,

Oh your friends are sick

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Bumpin' heavy d and the boys, still chunky but funky

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Knowing when its over blastin music

You never play with young boys cause they never private

All i can say is... that was a funky shit

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Yo, this is some funky rhythm hitting composition

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Can't even lose hair, rythm ah rock block tha funky

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music