This is a song about "Magic niggas"

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Chance of rapping on acid, but actually magic

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

I'm magic, better than dynamo.

So you wanna play with magic?

Small, but you talkin' big

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Make you lose reputation with my skilful black magic

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

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

That magic, that vanish

You ain't working hard as this

I like to use the word like magic.

Style is patent, the measures is drastic