This is a song about "Melody collins"

Letting the melody synch while i jot

Ever since then i had no job

Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

These lines i jot are the recipe to the story of my melody

So lets stand up to the melody,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I'm stabbing you with the melody coz i'm in hells kitchen with the recipe

So lets stand up to the melody,

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

With a melody of missing you heavily

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy