This is a song about "Magic man"

Imma make this rap go high by magic

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

Wit my kin that i came in wit

I can show you magic

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

I work magic with words and in addition

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Wish i had the esp, or use a little black magic

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Fuck up opportunities watch them disappear like magic

The kundalini serpent is the source of my magic.

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick