This is a song about "Livin music"

I just wanna make music,

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

We livin' protected lives/

Lil prps like 3 digits

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

For a perfect mother’s day

But now your livin far away

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

I make elevating music

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice

And muthafuck the quota

Livin la vita da loca