This is a song about "Musical productions"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

Gather my mind in musical pastures lathered with

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

Let my success be a lesson for those with a musical obsession

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

As well as this musical poetry, rap

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

There scared of us were half man half horse like sagittarius parkside productions

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

Fresh off my musical debut

Watching for the cops that's moving through

If you want beef thats musical,

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple