This is a song about "Love craft music"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

I'll start a rap and bomb 'em back with a fuckin' flawless craft,

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

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

For the one night stand

If they laughed at the craft i know i'd regress

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

“hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?"

I got this mastered, other rappers'll craft it

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

This diabolical craft

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk