This is a song about "Headphones"

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

For making me have a reason to put headphones in.

And kids who feel like outcast just sit with blaring headphones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

I'll leave a mic and some headphones with her dead bones then i'll head home

I could never wait to get new headphones and wear it

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Simply fucking hate everything, blare this shit in headphones,

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

U cant get louderthan headphones

This is oh so much like getting votes

I wonder why my serious music is truly never played at shows,

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//