This is a song about "Love songs"

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

And of course, my car's off course

Wussup with all these love songs?

Huh, a metaphor of course

Songs all about bitches tits.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins to

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

And getting songs signed by minors

So you finally got the nerve

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

Go like i never seen a red light shine

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

But better when i sing songs