This is a song about "Musical"

A musical, influential, defender

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

As well as this musical poetry, rap

I open a door and see demons playin musical chairs

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I'm a musical street fighter

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

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

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

And no nigga gon love you

Fresh off my musical debut