This is a song about "Love songs suck"

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

These i ideas that i speak in my own songs

But better when i sing songs

Black fours red drop head doors

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Things'll never be the same

She only want to suck

She said i'm ready to fuck

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

It appears in your unwitty songs

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

Songs all about bitches tits.

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Forsaken youth mistake the truth for it, that's why i'm writin' songs,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths