This is a song about "Musical comedy"

Musical ideal, so keep this up and i'll eat you like a meal/

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

I'm a musical street fighter

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I had to make a difference on rap, not comedy. i have to admit honestly,

It's comedy to me that you rappers constantly bother me/

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I'm ciroc without puffy, that's comedy that not funny. i'm a kill and thrill, spill

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

I open a door and see demons playin musical chairs

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

As well as this musical poetry, rap

If it's right tonight, i might bite that