This is a song about "Music is my escape"

When they showed up at your door at christmas

Music is my life, and it's my first love

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape

But music is in my veins, bones, flesh and

You couldn't live your life for the moment

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

My music is more graceful then johann sebastian bach,

Aight santana man...let's do this

Bass music was my culture, still is

My music is my soul, can't sell it to someone else

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Nope notta, i quickly gotta, say, i love you mama, you too papa

My music is borderline insanity and of the horrocore genre,

Here i am once again in my home town,where the music is loud

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out