This is a song about "Magic missuse"

Ima do this for on a magic carpet

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

Then i bet he be cracked

Or who did, cause i did

So you wanna play with magic?

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

This magic, i can cast it

You gone make me flip then split your shit