This is a song about "Magnets"

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

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

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

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

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

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

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

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

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

They're attracted like parallel magnets after your graduate talents

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Were attention magnets purposely,