This is a song about "Musical thel"

I'm a musical street fighter

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

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

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

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

The club underwater, have em running out the front

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

As well as this musical poetry, rap

The jager in my cup is licorice black

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

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

Im ill, i only write raps for thel feel,

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission