This is a song about "Magic the gather"

I open my mouth and all the people gather

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Gather round gather round cause i’m home now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Busy dreaming about the magic which i'm weaving

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Watch as i find the bottom of the magic hat, the boldest unknown,

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

To many familar faces an regular occouring dangers when im filled with anger,

Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.

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

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

I'm johnny manziel, now watch the magic happen

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

So sleep peacefully, while i work my magic the scene is graphic

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick