This is a song about "Record"

Basketball is my favorite sport

Ignored the fact that they pressed record

Until someone gives a try on a old record,

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

If you were to record my reverberating recurring

He appreciates your support

Check my criminal record,

Now they telling me im not allowed to rhyme on the record

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

And you could check the record, i'm unorthodox,

Because this record is only to diss

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Write your fondest thoughts and record them

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again