This is a song about "Record"

Made a million with the pen

Write your fondest thoughts and record them

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Like a broken record i cannot be played

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

I'll record with the hope,

I fucking hate this job

Because this record is only to diss

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

For the record, this not in the books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

//btw there are barely any pauses in this rap so it will be a bitch to record!

I don't blame her though...now i see her smiling everytime she sees me in my ford/

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Aint rich aint poor im all day on record,