This is a song about "Music"

Why am i here today writing this music,

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Before, music reflected my feelings,

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

You just dont seem to understand music

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Mc's get taken to school with this music

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Your music in the car

Hope my city is not too far