This is a song about "Rap songs"

These i ideas that i speak in my own songs

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

They use violence but i murder with my songs

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Forsaken youth mistake the truth for it, that's why i'm writin' songs,

We have guests, come on, put 'em on tighter, rep your best songs

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Your songs are the cause of havoc,

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Shots, they back and forth

Just here to rap them songs

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Fuck, my flow is gettin to low too slow even for my songs,