This is a song about "Miracles"

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

The only one known to have perform miracles

Directing lyrical miracles, action

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Our pinnacle's unthinkable miracles,

You'd predict we're a bunch of miracles.

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

They feel right, these lyrical miracles 'cause i feel like

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Cause my lyrics are like miracles to you ears you hear me?

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I'm showing you, it's flowing through my veins, it's miracles still,

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

I sit performing miracles and i ain't even spiritual

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil