This is a song about "Kids sports music"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

The jiggas and the tips

I wanna feed my babys kids

Look, need to call it quits

Stories we were told as kids

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

But i remain the good kid

You make elevator music

Could be applied to this shit

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I just look at you, smile, then wink, thought sports was my thing,

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit