This is a song about "My musicals"

Uh, well, don't waste time

My summertime sunshine

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I dont love you im just confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Inspiring future musicals unsuitable, not for studios.

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

My researched information,

Or babies they raisin

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

After lebron, i'm what's next