This is a song about "Justify your song"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Strapping myself to be launched out, if this song is a gift, your the bronze wrapping/

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Sing song, steal your girl's thong, then serenade her like i'm chester see/

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Hope you enjoyed the song

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Your still gunna make it into my song,

When the time comes you cant justify those lines

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

But just when it gets good, she's gone

Help us find our inner song

Looking so damn right you're wrong

You're listening to this song