This is a song about "Producing"

Bury me while i try producing my dreams

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Producing tracks from the mental till i die

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving

Never battled inna while , i focused on producing,

And you're producing an odor

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

When i'm sitting here grinding my teeth producing a beat

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit