This is a song about "Radio"

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

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

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Turn the radio up and we can have a good time

Make your parents change the radio station

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Im turnt up like a radio

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Single man crew of prose flowing on radio

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Or on the radio, i was ticked off, angry, rightfully maybe so,

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Turn off the radio

Preaching to the choir though

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

On the radio, that's my favorite song