This is a song about "Magic johnson"

Even a little hocus pocus magic

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I cant even use some magic

Small, but you talkin' big

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

Imma make this rap go high by magic

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Make you lose reputation with my skilful black magic

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that