This is a song about "Press release"

Like a fiend off the best rock

Release the song, cash the lot

Don't wanna release my sin

Energized and still going

Whenever things are blurring don't press the trigger

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

The pressures getting to my head, so i gotta release/

Get ready to release a debut cd

Must be something you want me to see

Press play. this shit is recorded

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts