This is a song about "Magazine"

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

I used to read word up magazine

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Your career hash tag, a teen magazine

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

No more fucking cigarettes lit, no more stupid ass presentations and useless magazine ad bits