This is a song about "Magic pronouns and nouns"

All green nigga pick six

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

Everything ain't what it seems

And has the magic beans

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Im a king no crown,bada bing but no sound,adlibs with no pro nouns,

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Me and my microphone could be one

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Your fatal attraction's to fables and magic

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Imma make this rap go high by magic

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

No it's not satanic, it's magic

I know the world been waiting for that