This is a song about "Magic boys"

She going to borrow some money

Boys tell me they love me

So you wanna play with magic

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Or let the mob handle that

I can show you magic

Everything ain't what it seems

And has the magic beans

Even a little hocus pocus magic

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

I'm magic, better than dynamo.

No it's not satanic, it's magic

I'mma treat you like my whip