This is a song about "Magic carpet"

I cant even use some magic

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

Six months later you were begging me to lick up your carpet.

So you wanna play with magic

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Everything ain't what it seems

And has the magic beans

That magic, that vanish

Before we see it's hard to live

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

The whole house is burned down from the roof to the carpet

Even a little hocus pocus magic

Moms really getting mad when i call you that