This is a song about "Music for the sad man"

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Music tossed me the mic for a reason

I make this music for the track killers, and when my trumpet sounds,

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

So all the hustling for nothing man

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

U just better be glad that i pray for you ass, it's sad,

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Shake it for the man of the year

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

Shake it for the man of the year

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear