This is a song about "Love for music"

Bitch, i love music, it's formed into a relationship,

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Music tossed me the mic for a reason

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

But got love for them girls

They slowly showin they colors

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Another time for the thugs that need love

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

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