This is a song about "Guitar amps"

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

I can play binary search better than guitar

We be in the party like we own that bar

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

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

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

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar