This is a song about "Guitar strings"

Tethered strings are severed quick that've held all my feather wings

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

Rap game tighter that shabazz shoe strings

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Demagogues up top pullin' strings instead

I think i'm seein' angel strings, my god! my brain is best soakin'!//

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Industry and the strings attached to yours

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension