This is a song about "Magic the gatherind"

Yea you bout to taste the magic

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

My team getting digits

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

Why me, i say it cause we number one

I'm johnny manziel, now watch the magic happen

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Controlling crowds in the masses like i got a magic wand in my hand

No it's not satanic, it's magic

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Get blown like lawn leaves

And has the magic beans

Your performing magic tricks and breaking the laws of psychics

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears