This is a song about "My guitar"

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

I can play binary search better than guitar

Work straight out the kitchen

Grab my knife and my gun

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are