This is a song about "Guitar"

My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

I can play binary search better than guitar

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star