This is a song about "Korean pop music"

You make elevator music

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

So get up off that slave ship

Making dollar bills out of music

Pop another volume

And her smile lit up the room

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

He might have the same whip

Got the passion for the music

Music is money, money isn't music

And california on that jerk shit

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

That means i have no block

Mc's get taken to school with this music

No less profit, themed when we drop shit