This is a song about "Pop songs suck"

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

2 girls 1 cup

She only want to suck

"it's not hip hop, it's pop."

That's how i got the weed spot

Pop another volume

I'm not moving like a cartoon

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

It appears in your unwitty songs

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

And sing songs every stary night

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Or perhaps you'll be the prick to judge my songs,