This is a song about "Guitar amps"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

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

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

I can play binary search better than guitar

The things they say went a little too far

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car