This is a song about "Magic nigga"

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

So you wanna play with magic

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Make you lose reputation with my skilful black magic

Im a nigga wit a couple magic tricks up his sleeve

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

So you wanna play with magic?

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

Imma make this rap go high by magic

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

No it's not satanic, it's magic