This is a song about "Love rap song"

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

This song is an atomic bomb and i'm holding rap hostage

Such an old song but i love this beat

More money that mean less sleep

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

This rap shit ain't a magical, one love to my main man mac,

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

Everyday a star is born

Can barely finish a song

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

You gotta rap because you love it. forget the payments.

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love