This is a song about "Radio active"

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Hear me on the radio

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

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

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

Turn on the radio all i hear is

Make your parents change the radio station

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This the land of the white man

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Controlled by the radio these soundwaves surround you

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

You can hear me later on song-cast radio