This is a song about "Healing of music"

Whips your back and leaves you with lifetime scars with no healing

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

Music and tabs of dixie land, take your luck with this rapper.

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

My whole family was concerned of the music i had learned

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Applause the healing while she's still dealing,

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

You should of learned before writing music

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

I murmur cos my music is tonnes of nice

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Bring bling & sling feelings like we're healing/