This is a song about "My melody"

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

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

My streaks my testament.

Attention is a must

Rarity: i found it within the melody

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Ayoh, check the melody, my brain is collapsing

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Readily she plays my skin flute, heavenly melody

My own unknown is my enemy,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

So lets stand up to the melody,

For setting up traps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps