This is a song about "Magnets"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

And it's vastness, no longer spinning on its axis, broken magnets.

It ain't hard to make money

Were attention magnets purposely,

Stack your caskets my lyrics are magnets to malice on maggots.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

They're attracted like parallel magnets after your graduate talents

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Up in my critter cage hard to keep my balance but no worries i got me some magnets.

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

My current path is pathless, full of maggots, sticking together like magnets.

I'm attractive like magnets i'm massive compared to you maggots

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks