This is a song about "Guitar"

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

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

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

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

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

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

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

I can play binary search better than guitar

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

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