This is a song about "Music in memphis"

Spewing truth in my music, nobody’s knowing my name,

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

I like listening to music in the week.

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Music is money, money isn't music

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Id just lose it in the music and take the beat and abuse it

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Your music in the car

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

But to stay living with this music in my head its like voices

The day before is better than the present

But music is in my veins, bones, flesh and

Music can't cheat on me, it's the one relation i put faith in,

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition