This is a song about "Guitar"

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

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

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

I can play binary search better than guitar

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

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/

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