This is a song about "Recording"

I spent every chance i had in the studio recording like an addict

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Writing recording hunched over crouching

And getting money is the song i sing

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot

//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

27. wake up in the morning and get to recording,

See my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit boring

//fuckin echoy bullshit in the recording i give up lol

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

You sleepin countin sheep while im recording to a great beat,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet