This is a song about "Hard and music"

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

And critics hate 'em 'cuz they know that his music is clever,

Who life was for music and the road

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Using his music to steer it, sharing his views and his merits

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

While half my mental belongs in a cage

And support ‘em until they see that it’s just music,

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Youtube and listening to music at full blast

And you all will respect that

Music and i fuse it,

So i fuckin' listen to music and doodle

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol