This is a song about "Magic the gather"

Choking on them white boys make a black panther

We bring the truth so people always gather

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

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

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Your performing magic tricks and breaking the laws of psychics

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I gather the remains no waste and savour all the blood,

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Putting the pieces together, from what i can gather/

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

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