This is a song about "Musical thel"

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

I'm unusually musical when i'm thinking of you,

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Even though our rhymes are really musical poetry

Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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

Gather my mind in musical pastures lathered with

Give us this day, our daily bread

Musical shots at your head,

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I open a door and see demons playin musical chairs