This is a song about "Music note"

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Even the note when he talked about his little... thing.

That's when you know you doing shit

Hard to make it in music/

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

Used to find dope in his coat

There's a quote that note

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

N whoever that want it, better note that im so focused

But the note in his hand can not be ignored

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Before he went to war that day he left a note

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke