This is a song about "Radio"

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

So, what the fuck would you say? it's annoying on the radio,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Then now i would go play at shows and be hard on the radio,

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Turnin up that radio

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Make your parents change the radio station

Single man crew of prose flowing on radio

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Spending money when your wallet gets low

You can hear me later on song-cast radio