This is a song about "Lyrical sensation"

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

It's only one motivation,the new sensation

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.

Lyrical click clack bang

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

And college we gave yal that sensation…

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

The third one is mixed, white and black

Ima lyrical maniac

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,