This is a song about "Plaster"

When their hits are lame, fake as plaster walls, no heft or weight

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Find n.a.s.a. plaster, the first draft on a ship

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Spell befell my plaster, formed forever after for laughter,